You are one of the billions of people born on the earth to live your life. You are one of billions... yet you are unique. In my search I found we are eternal beings. Our personality... our thoughts... our actions belong to us to use as we wish.

You and I... some of the billions of people are unique. We are eternal beings. Our personalities... our thoughts... our actions belong to us to use as we wish.

We are not molds fashioned by a faceless God... we are individuals... having spent many precious years demanding our independence, only to find we will truly are free when we learn to follow first.

The question begs an answer, “Who is worthy” to follow... worthy of our honor?...who are we to pattern our lives after which person, which one of the billions, who is the most perfect... the most loving... and wise? With our eye upon the watch tower let us embark upon our journey... our spiritual voice to find... the worthy one.

At first our spiritual feelings, to find the worthy one, may be deep longings we do not understand. As I began my journey... searching... to find out whether or not I believed in a God?...I did not know... was he there?...did he know me? After ten years of searching and a year of fervent prayer I found the "worthy one"... God... not a faceless God... a warm and loving God. I felt his love and came to understand and believe He is real. He is so near and he knows us. He cares about all of his children no matter their station in life.

Once I discovered the reality of God I experienced a new birth just as many of you, who found God. For me the springtime is symbolic of a new birth, of death and … renewal. A time that offers a new life to all. I found God in the springtime.

Now I desire to spend the best of my time and thoughts cultivating a relationship with God... I desire to emulate him... I desire to acquire his qualities... and as I do, eventually, I know I can return to him. I now understand He promised us we can become like Him if we come unto Him and learn of Him... to follow Him... to serve Him by loving and serving others... and to keep his commandments.

Over and over my greatest solace in the face of raging stormsAs I journeyed along my spiritual road searching for truth I noticed a warm feeling in me at times and at other times the “goose bump” experience. Sometimes there was even a small voice that whispered to me. I was warned at time...taught at other times...and at times gently guided. Could it be we all are guided by God...our spiritual helmsman? What is a spiritual helmsman? A spiritual helmsman... gives us a birds eye view of what could be... leading us as we are willing to go along. Is the gift yet to be bestowed upon us? According to God, by asking the question… that qualifies us to receive an answer… if we search to for the bottles adrift at sea.

“The messages lie beyond the seashore... in the depths of the sea. Only those who sail beyond the refuge of the reef detect the soufully placed messages adrift at sea.”

Amidst the furious wind I embarked upon my journey and set forth upon my quest, commending myself unto God. A furious wind blew upon the face of the waters, guiding me towards my destination.

I was tossed upon the waves of the sea, before the wind. Upon retiring one foggy evening I noticed a curious box beneath my bunk. Carefully I ventured a peek... Oh!... so many bright colored treasures... jewels spilled tumbling over the edge yet faint memories... spawned rusty relics soon to be discarded. I grabbed at the glimmers reflecting from the treasure jewels hoping against hope to find relief from fragmented thinking being tossed to and fro among a hyriad of philosophies... voices... A beautiful soft velvet bag with a gold draw string lay at the bottom of the box. As I drew the strings I heard a “small voice”. Over and over again I would return to the box to listen to the “small voice”. I found if I was very quiet… the voice warned me of dangers that lay in wait to either harm me… or lead me into paths of harm away from my true destiny. It was my spiritual helmsman. I cried out… may I learn…to follow... my helmsman... may I heed the “small voice” always. Now... I knew, I had a “small voice”… that whispered to me... yet I noticed it was hard for me to always listen and act upon the guidance. I found the "small voice" spoke to me most often when I prayed.

Come... and pray... or learn to pray...sifting through the sand upon the seashores of your life… and prepare to sail… to find… your “small voice” and listen.

What keeps us from finding and heeding the “small voice”?

How can I be in tune with the Holy Spirit, when I am too proud, to hear the whisperings, the still “small voice” of God? a hint.

“When you lean over backwards to help you seldom fall on your face.”

When I desire to give, to serve in my heart, I am leaning over backwards and must be prepared in order to hear the prompting of the "small voice". Are we prepared? Can we hear the prompting when it comes? What do we need to do to prepare ourselves?

“At any moment I could start being a better person, but which moment will I choose?”

Let us rid ourselves of “PRIDE”. Pride is such a small world yet so powerful and enslaving. Pride, for me has manifest the following conditions in my life; pleasure seeker… ridicule of others… imprisonment of my spirit…huge ego… purely selfish motives.

When I am full of pride I am a “pleasure seeker.” I am least concerned for the welfare of others next to my own selfish desires. I may, at times, think of giving, sharing or caring for others yet somehow I never really get around to it. I may think, next time I will spend my extra “pleasure seeking” money to help those less fortunate than I, yet somehow I never do. If I do occasionally share a little it never really requires a sacrifice… I retain enough to continue my “pleasure seeking.”

“May God, who has blessed all of us so mercifully and many of us so abundantly, bless us with one thing more. May he bless us to hear the often silent cries of the sorrowing and the afflicted, the downtrodden, the disadvantaged, the poor. Indeed may he bless us to hear the whisperings of our "small voice" when any neighbor anywhere “is suffering”, and to “drop everything and come running.”

I am most likely to praise myself and others when I am full of love. If I focus on the positive side of life, noticing the perfections in myself, my family, my neighbors, my community, and my country, I have the desire in my mind and heart to love. I have time to notice the things life can teach me. I notice accomplishments in spite of great struggles and challenges. I am loving... therefore I love myself and am unable to love and serve my God by serving others….

“Nothing improves hearing to increase love more than praise”. Let us give one another a chance through our praise.

“The best thing to give someone is a chance”

In the after-math of September 11th did we judge the victims families to be worthy of our help before we sent aid? NO!

WE SENT… love…messages of hope…our money…our prayers…
WE EXPRESSED…love of our country…love to neighbors.
WE EMBRACED…hope…courage…strength…faith…resolve.
WE KEEP… giving… loving…caring… sharing… working.

WE now SOUGHT God more than ever…

We do not need more material development… we need more spiritual development.

We do not need more intellectual power… we need more moral power.

We do not need more government… we need more patriatism.

We do not need more of the things that are seen… we need more of the things that are unseen.

"It is on the side of love that is desirable to put our emphasis at the present time... and forever. If that side is strengthened… the other side will take care of itself. It is the side of love which is the foundation of all else. If the foundation be firm, the superstructure will stand."

Calvin Coolidge

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