I place the future in the Hands of God.

"What worry can beset the one who gives his future to the loving Hands of God?"


For me, this is a call to be present with no thought of the past or future. To simply be here now and, most importantly, forgive this moment of any hook it has in me.


Life in the physical form is a testament to my separation from God. But if I choose to realize that what I see is not real and is actually a projection from another part of me, then I can use the illusion as a way back home. By forgiving it. Forgiving it as being a trick to make me think I am hiding from God.


"He lays aside the sick illusions of the world along with his, and offers peace to both."


I place the future in the Hands of God.


A Course In Miracles.