I found my old kaleidoscope tucked away in a drawer; a long-forgotten birthday gift. The light of the lamp shown through colorful glass chips that shifted into beautiful stained-glass windows. Each one different, yet each with a beauty of its own. Who would think that something so beautiful could come from randomly shifting tiny bits of glass inside a cardboard tube?
James Allen wrote in as As A Man Thinketh:
The world is your kaleidoscope,
and the varying combinations of colors
which at every succeeding moment it presents to you
are the exquisitely adjusted pictures of your ever moving thoughts.
Now, that's something to think about...
How are my own thoughts coloring my world? With love or fear? With harmony or discord? With joy or sadness? Am I trusting in God, or man? Spirit, or matter?
If everything is consciousness, I'm learning the importance of watching my thinking during the day. Thoughts won't remain secret for long as they quickly turn into habits that soon develop into circumstances. So why not expect the best and look toward the light. To walk by faith, not by sight.
(2 Corin 5:7)
(photo from the web)
