God & Spirituality

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Love is My Religion by Steve Maraboli

Love Is My Religion

Love is a way of life. Love is open. Love is undefined. Love is infinite. Love cannot be weighed. It cannot be measured. It cannot be put on a graph. Love is all-encompassing yet incalculable. 

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Masters and Preachers and Gurus, Oh My

We are nonphysical, spiritual consciousness experiencing a material human existence. In the scope of eternity, we are spiritual beings that spend a very short time living this human experience. You are already a spiritual being; always have been – always will be. Why would you throw away even a single human day, trying to be what you already are? And why would any of us succumb to the parasitic antics of the countless “Masters” and “Preachers” and “Gurus”… oh my?!?

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Pretend God is Deaf: Learning the Language of God

Being raised Catholic and having read the scriptures many times, I had always privately wondered about and even questioned the nature of God and the power of prayer.

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Do Something!

I was sitting on a plane after a long, tiring business trip. I was a bit grouchy and irritable because the rigorous schedule I had made for myself left me exhausted. Looking to not talk to the person next to me and simply endure the flight, I decided to open my newspaper and read about what was happening in the world.

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Reflections on God

The experience of God is a subjective one; a personal awareness… 

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On Earth as it is in Heaven

The greatest minds, the most impactful influencers, the potent individuals whose lives have echoed long past their days; mastered the art of speaking to God without saying a word.

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Don’t Confuse Religion for God

What are we doing? Instead of being nice, instead of being compassionate to each other, instead of helping each other, we are judging each other for our beliefs. That isn’t faithfulness to a God. That is faithfulness to a religion. It is clear that we have come to a point where we confuse a religion for God.

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Mom on the Eighth Floor - Steve Maraboli www.stevemaraboli.net

Mom on the Eighth Floor

It was a year from her diagnosis to her death. Mom was a dynamic, classy, beautiful woman; always sharing her vibrant laughter and contagious smile. She and dad had been married since she was a teenager. They put their whole heart and soul into creating the life they dreamed of; and even though she was still young, they had planned to eventually retire and travel.

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