Mostly, I just believe that I’m never going to stop learning what it is I believe.
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John and Ann Betar eloped on Nov. 25, 1932, fleeing their close-knit Syrian neighborhood in Bridgeport, Connecticut, and driving as fast as they could to Harrison, New York, to avoid Ann’s father’s plans to marry her off to a man 20 years older.
—Roy L. Smith
What does that look like? It looks like Christ – loving others, extending grace and compassion with judgment, giving without an agenda, no attempts to impress anyone, patient, and full of Light. It isn’t limited to a month, day, evening, or night. No one season can encompass it. It isn’t some special event to celebrate and forget. It is a life-long endeavor, focusing the power of goodness, compassion, and Divinity onto and into every interaction and experience you have here on this planet. It is willful, not mindlessly and habitually just going through the same motions as those around you. It demands commitment and an elevated perception. It is all the experiences of love, wisdom, and compassion brought into your life by all the people, ways and means that occurs.