Call for Love Devotion October 26 - Perseverance

The word Perseverance has always seemed a bit negative to me.  It sounds like working hard fighting an uphill battle.  It seems like struggling against the flow.  Perseverance does not sound joyful.  To do this devotion I had to resort to looking up a definition of perseverance.  This is what I found

Steady persistence in adhering to a course of action, a belief, or a purpose; steadfastness.

Wow!  That sounds like dedication, devotion, determination, all words that I feel strongly about, especially when it comes to Michael.  It also sounds like the way Michael lived every minute of his life.    Has there ever been anyone who has shown more steady persistence in adhering to a course of action, a belief, and a purpose?  Maybe perseverance is something worth looking at again.

Every single witness in this trial is expressing love for Michael.  Saying how amazing he was, a genius, the best father ever, the kindest, most loving person. It is wonderful to see such love for him expressed by those who knew him, and also those who barely knew him.  Is Michael there?  Do they feel his presence when they are testifying?  Is our Call for Love working?  Is the whole world going to see the true Michael after this?  I am asking a lot of questions these days.

When I have time to watch the trial, I find it to be very encouraging.  The judge seems to be very fair, the prosecution lawyers are clear, direct, easy to follow.  The defence seems lost and disorganized.  The witnesses are painting a picture of the events and more importantly to me, they are showing who Michael was.  There can be no satisfaction for any of us in a conviction, other than the knowledge that a dangerous doctor can not harm anyone else.  Nothing will reverse the insanity of the situation that occurred.  The fear of Michael's name being dragged through the mud, has not materialized.  He has been recognized as the victim here, and the judge has not allowed any other distractions to be allowed into evidence.

Still, it can be very depressing.  Sometimes I feel like there is no hope for the world.  There just seems to be too much that needs to be done, too much anger, hatred, cruelty.  I feel like giving up.
If I just watch the news, or anything on TV, I find it dragging me down, sapping my energy.  Today I heard about shark fin soup, and how they get the fins, and my day was ruined.  I could only think about all the sharks, dolphins, whales, seals, and endless other animals that are suffering under human hands.  It was too much for me to bear.  How can we possibly turn it all around?

Then it was time for the Major Love Prayer.  I saw myself in the courtroom, looking at the jury, the judge, the lawyers, the defendant.  I actually saw myself walk over and kiss CM on the head.  (This was quite a shock to me)   The room filled up with white light, shooting up from the floor, spreading all through the courthouse, up to the sky and out like a ripple around the building in all directions, flowing out across the country, the oceans, spreading all around the world.  I felt myself holding hands with others in a circle around the globe.  I heard Michael singing the words, all around the world, all around the world, all around the world.

Steady persistence in adhering to a course of action, a belief, or a purpose; steadfastness.

Maybe there is hope.  When I think of Michael's children, and the strength and character they demonstrate, it gives me back my determination to persevere, not in an uphill battle, but with the flow of LOVE that they, and all of us, have learned from their father's example.