Gavel, judge

You stand before the judge and your eyes nervously scan the room.  Friends, family and co-workers line the room.  The faces of people you only vaguely recognize join them.  You start in surprise to notice the face of a beggar you regularly pass as you hurry from one place to another. 

“What is he doing here?” you ask yourself. 

They’ve all been called as witnesses.  Because today you find yourself on trial.  The trial of your life, the trial for and about your life. 

All your choices and actions have been called into question.  They are the foundation upon which you must build the case for your beliefs. 

You’ve been accused of being Christian!  Is there enough evidence to convict? 

You’ve been accused of being spiritual.  Do your actions support that statement? 

You claim to believe in personal freedoms, creativity and expression.  How do you treat those very different from yourself?  How often do you try something new?  What way have you made your mark on the world? 

You say you believe in God, the Divine, a Supreme Being, angels, the spirits of your ancestors, the collective unconsciousness… how often to you try to connect, pray for guidance, release your worries and cares to a higher power? 

Too often we say something is important to us, but our actions aren’t in alignment with that statement.  We talk about the value of family, for instance.  Yet in actuality, spend very little time with our loved ones.  We say that life is short, yet constantly put off our hopes and dreams. 

Oh, we have a myriad of creative excuses for our behavior.  Comfortable logic that we depend on whenever our conscious begins to nag at us. 

All I can say is: 

Tell it to the judge.

One of the best things we can do for ourselves is to put our actions in alignment with our thoughts and ideas.  Diligent attention to this one thought would change our lives dramatically. – Sibbia

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