Status quo syndrome squelched

To guarantee lifelong employment in community service and health care is to ensure suffering of humanity to sustain the source of a job.

When the professional religion called work is exploiting the integrity of mankind it becomes a sin against humanity and spirit.

Truth has set me free from this need to continue to want to hold on to this phenomenon as a choice to craft a career and a means to earn a living

At first it seemed like God was yanking me away from something I felt committed to attain- caring for and saving the world and all that is in it. It felt that my best idea was re-presented to me as an irrational act of using inspiration and I thought God had either gone mad or I was reawakened and that made me damned mad. All my life I was expected to and succeeded to fine-tune caringness. life dispensed high doses of daily opportunity to master the art of helping me to help people help them selves, only to find myself in rethinking rehabilitation realm of the refiner’s fire.

Another raw assessment ensued

this is something that keeps getting rawer and rawer with each phase of death and birth of my brain cells, and examining my heart. I was appalled at what my good intention was contributing to an already weighed down world.

Helping people to help themselves is the model of Jesus care and so I know that the heart is in the right place; it is how the idea transmute in action that was distorted along the way and that is what OmniGod had me in the RRR room to figure out; this attitude adjustment released me; and my desire to help save the world from further contamination took on a whole new dimension.

Mother Earth modeled how she wants me to help her out and now, caring is a more sacred passion that renders me an elligible steward of spiritself advocate. Getting paid to help another is now optional and so is collecting college credits and credentials which to me is no longer a nice perk.

For me, helping is not a means to an end; it just is the way to really model Jesus’ style- an act of love, not a means to an income

It’s richer, more enjoying and I am just being myself in the moment every moment. I am myself inside out. That took care of the sullen uneasiness that had been gnawing at my sanity.

The door of the refiner’s fire opened and Jesus, sitting at the father’s right hand, reminded me on my way out, back into the world of everyday living, ‘Stand firm, therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery."--Galatians 5:1

I gave Jesus a high five and exclaimed Holy High Hallelujah to Jubilant Jehovah Jappa Jairah and Holy Ghost was waiting to hitch me back on to its yoke...

... restful, refreshing repose is now attainable even while OmniGod exhumes the content of my mind and downloads its resources into my consciousness.