39:4.14 The keys of the kingdom of heaven are: sincerity, more sincerity, and more sincerity. All men have these keys. Men use them – advance in spirit status – by decisions, by more decisions, and by more decisions. The highest moral choice is the choice of the highest possible value, and always – in any sphere, in all of them – this is to choose to do the will of God. If man thus chooses, he is great, though he be the humblest citizen of Jerusem or even the least of mortals on Urantia.

Sincerity

Autumn rains on this fine day.

Gloomy weather won’t dismay.

Many chores and things to do.

Inside I know God loves me too.

We’ll find ways to do what’s needed.

On this day, I’ll go where leaded.

I will look inside myself

And deal with the cards I’m dealt.

The way of life upon this day

Presents itself in different ways.

Different levels of pursuit

The way I choose gives me my route.

I have appointments to attend.

I’ll try to work all of them in

To be dependable in choice

Helps me hear the inner voice.

We all must see within our actions

How God’s will gives satisfactions.

Our motivations then will be

Based upon reality.

The inside look is paramount.

An honest look inside can daunt.

But when you look you have been found.

God will free where you’ve been bound.

Thank You, Father, for the day.

I know my best I need display!

At times I know I’ve fallen short

But I’m sincere I do report.

Paul Anderson

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16:9.5 Civilizations are unstable because they are not cosmic; they are not innate in the individuals of the races. They must be nurtured by the combined contributions of the constitutive factors of man – science, morality, and religion. Civilizations come and go, but science, morality, and religion always survive the crash.

Our Inner War
The chill of rain demarks the season.
The chilliness gives us a reason
To prepare for what is coming.
Winter wakens, it is yawning.

Winter stretches as it wakes.
It changes things within its wake.
The flow of winter air comes close
And freezes us without our coats.

Turn on the heat, that is a must.
We don’t want our pipes to bust.
Fire was our first invention.
Controlling it gives comprehension.

What do we really truly know?
We’re still searching how to go.
Combustion with its CO2
Yields global warming, that is true.

Combustion of another substance?
Hydrogen yields water sustenance.
But industry is not set up.
Money structures do disrupt.

Can we see ourselves to change?
Or are we victims on this train?
Speeding onward, blindly seeking
Solutions while the time is ticking.

Thank You, Father, for Your Love.
On earth we need more, so we solve
Global warming and wars too.
With Trust and Faith we call on You!

Poem by Paul Anderson
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