WORK is a thing in itself—all work, any work, and it holds a secret. It contains its own meaning, and when you know the meaning of anything, you are at peace with it.

While you frantically beat your wings against it and hate it, the work still remains as it is in itself, but you do not remain the same as you are in yourself; you have gone outside of your own consciousness of light, into the darkness of hate, so you are living in darkness. No wonder you cannot see.

It is said that everything is under the control of the Will except Love, and that Love alone is free. That is why you often hear people say “I wish I could love such and such, or so and so; but I have tried, and I can’t.”

You will find instant relief if, while feeling that you hate your work and cannot understand why you are tied to it, you will nevertheless bless it.

You can say, “I may not understand you, or feel that I can love you, but at least I can bless you, the work in my hands.”

This is an Act of Love, and if you will “do this thing,” and that thing, and a thousand things whose end is Love, Love will recognize it, and will come to give Life to your blessing.

So through the Great Reconciler, you too will become reconciled, and you will enter into all things and be free. </WRAP>

O WHAT majesty of beauty
In a soul at one with God;
What glory in the light
Of a mind attuned to Him;
What sweetness in the presence
Of a heart where He abides!
O what Peace there is
Surrendered to His Love!
—Virginia T. Reese.

← previous | The Inner Life 1937 | next →