Tuesday, July 3, 2012

A Word From God

A Word From God...                                                                                                                            July 3rd, 2012

Today's message is a follow up to my message on June 25th.  In that message I shared some insights as to how I dealt with adversity and deep cuts to my pride.  During this time I spent time reaching out to my Father God and this is the Word he gave me, 'with a promise!'  
When I was in jail before I lost everything dear to me, I made a promise to God that I'd put him first, even if it meant losing all that I'd worked for; my home, family, my church family and my business, even my health.  Well, to this day I've kept that promise.  The tough part for anyone, including myself, is admitting they played a part in their own misgivings, wrong choices and lost relationships.  
Before all of the biggest trials had begun I ran to God's Word and delved into a study on God's love for three months, which in turn gave me the foundation for what was to come so I could handle it all with as much grace as humanly possible.  Knowing how much God loved even me, knowing all of my own mistakes and yet he still loved me.  Thinking back to that time now, I remember a question my wife Lisa asked of me, she asked, "what do you see when you see me?"...I told her I see her with eyes of our father... you see, he sees us not as we are but as we can be in spite of our choices.  In His eyes, just like how we should see our own children, God sees us with nothing missing and nothing broken.
When Lisa first asked me that question I knew in my heart of hearts what was 'possible' for us and that love could prevail, but unless we both were to take that path together that is the only way for His best.   From that ideal, I now can say, His promises still stand true, just the path has been changed so we can still glorify Him in it all if we will just trust it in His hands.  
Now, let me share the promise I received shortly after I made the move from everything I held dear to me and into the next chapter of this journey.  In the coming months I had been given a gift from a pastor friend on the life of David, teaching on his journey from running to reigning in the kingdom from the book 1 Samuel 30 and 1 Samuel 31.  In that teaching David first 'encouraged himself in the Lord'.  He did NOT accept his losses. There is a settled season for our recovery taught in this Word.   There is a time to gain and a time to lose; there is a biblical attitude to loss.  What you lose you can regain SEVEN fold.  When we receive it all it tells the Spirit world that when they mess with us we will mess with them.  (Ecclesiastes 3  & Romans 8:34)
David encouraged himself in the Lord. David pursued his enemies. David recovered all.  REJOICE!!
David gave all of his spoils to those who were there for him on his journey while he was on the run.  This giving perpetuated his recovery.  
*Some people believe that they can’t recover it all because they realize that it was their fault where they are and the position they are in.
It is as foreign to the Bible as Satanism that because we have been the cause of our own downfall that we cannot recover it all. (Simon Peter)
Jesus has already cooked the meal to celebrate your recovery.  We serve a God of the Lost and found.

Wow, now that is a promise!
It's been a long road it seems. There is much to be thankful for, but I'm tireless in my pursuit to see this promise come true to show the world that our Father is still alive in our trials and triumphs.  I will live to see the day where there is nothing broken and nothing missing 'in this life' and into the next.  That's not the end either, because so many need hope.  

I pray today like this,"My prayer for today is that my mind is sharp with wisdom and knowledge of your Word with serious purpose. I receive greater learning and am wisely guided.  I choose to fear You Lord and trust you in all things.  I receive goods of great price and my house is full of great wealth in every area of my life."

Take a moment and give thanks, I know I will for each and every one of you!

See you soon,
Wayne Meadows
Golden New Beginnings are yours TODAY

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Manifesting your destiny

 From The Desk of Wayne Meadows                                                                June 28th, 2012

Where do you go when where you are isn't where you ‘choose’ to be?  You notice what I asked here?   I did not ask ‘how’.   The ‘how’ will manifest itself when you ‘see’ the direction you want to go.  If you want to lose weight, for instance, you first need to see the end result of being skinny.  When you say to yourself that you want to lose weight, then look in the mirror, all you see is the fact of you being overweight. It’s impossible to focus all your attention on the future (thin) without thinking of the present (overweight). How can you not think about being broke if you don’t have the money to pay your accounts? 
That’s where the prophetic comes into being, and trust me it works! 
Even though your history may have brought you present misery, your destiny can bring you manifested freedom, and once you taste of that freedom you are driven and motivated to move toward your goal rapidly.
So we are stuck with our present situation - how do we make it go away? As I said, you can’t un-create it, but you can IMPROVE it and actually conquer it. The beginning of prophetic imagination is to begin CONQUERING your mountain. A mountain doesn’t always disappear,but it can be conquered. Step by step, mile by mile, foot by foot, it can be conquered. What did Biblical figure Caleb do at the age of 85? He said to Joshua, “NOW GIVE ME THIS MOUNTAIN.”
The mountain was filled with giants, but Caleb knew that unless he conquered the mountain and took control of it, he would never rule over it.
We have just started to conquer our mountain in 2012 and I believe with my whole heart that many of you will be manifesting freedom from debt, bit by bit, quicker than you could IMAGINE.

I know for myself, for instance, when I made the choice back in middle school (late 1970’s) to go from fighting, to ‘becoming a fighter,’  I had to first ask what direction I wanted to go. Then I had to ask myself,” what do I need in order to obtain the end result?  Were the coaches I was being trained by going to have the skill-sets to direct my path so I could reach the top of my game?  No.  Once I saw that I could make the right choice to obtain right training, the funds to do so would make itself available only when I knew where I was headed.   I knew that to become a golden glove fighter many things were going to have to change; I couldn’t think like I did before. I had to train like I never trained before.  From there, the most important preparation was not only in the physicality of my workouts but also in the foods I ate.
I am sure by now you are following my train of thought…everything you know about what direction you choose to go may not be what you have been accustomed to.  That is why we need mentors, educators and trainers to help us change whatever needs to be changed to see the end results we desire. 
Think of how amazing this journey now will be when we know that the end result is a foregone conclusion.  Life every day will bring its own rewards and we won’t be drawn so much to whether we’ve made our goals, but that our goals will surely manifest because we already know we are always making the right choices.  Listen to that sweet small voice of hope by earnestly expecting it all will work out in the end. 
For the purposes of this discussion I want to now direct my thoughts to where I want to go in my own life goals and why I’ve chosen this path.  In my last blog post I talked about who I am and what direction I’ve chosen to go with gold buying (cash for gold).  I know I need to bring more resources into my coffers so I can start the buying process.   The one thing I need to stress first to anyone donating funds is that I see the moneys being donated as a means to an end and never  ‘mine to use for my own purposes’... UNTIL I’ve made a profit from said funds.  To me, that is the honorable thing to do.  There is no other way to be!
I’m so looking forward to empowering others along this journey with all of you; whether you donate or not is nothing more than a personal choice.  If you see the value in the purpose at hand then make that right choice.  Trust this one thing, there will be a lot of people along this path that will surely thank you for making the right choice to see this all bring much fruit.  

Isn’t it time for a Golden New Beginning?

I’ll see you soon,
K.Wayne Meadows
Bless You

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Prayer for financial recovery

                                                                        Prayer for financial recovery
Father, Carolyne and I thank you for the clarity of your Word, Lord you did not give us some atherial or unreachable roadmap to recovery. Lord, you showed us in the life of David who went from running to reining in the kingdom-five immutable steps for recovery. We choose first to encourage ourselves in the Lord, we do not accept our losses. Carolyne and I accept there is a time to gain and a time to lose. There is a season for our recovery; when we receive our recovery it tells the spirit world that when they mess with  us, we will mess with them and take back what was stolen in our season of recovery…as it says in Romans 8:34 and Ecclesiastes 3.
Father, your blood and your Word redeemed us. There is one thing that will not change and that is your Word when it comes to the promise of our recovery. We choose now to praise you in the middle of our trials because your Word says so…we ask for forgiveness for our sins. It is forgiven and forgotten by grace. Thank you Jesus, Carolyne and I have a promise in our hearts-that your blood forgives us for all our sins-we hate the insanity of our sins-because it separated us from you.
Father, Carolyne and I thank you for your spirit right now-we thank you for your anointing-we are on the roadmap to our recovery-with courage we will arise and recover it all. We will obey and recover it all this day!!  We will not be afraid any more-Heavenly Father, Carolyne and I bow our hearts to you right now; fear is broken off our lives, in the name of Jesus. We step on our fear. In Jesus name, God has not given us a spirit of fear, but a spirit of power and a sound mind. We will take our next step without fear, In the name of Jesus, we will fear no evil.  Carolyne and I come in to agreement to step out into our recovery by doing what God told us to do. In the name of Jesus, Father we come into agreement right now under the shawl covering. That supernatural revelation will flow…Father, we’re going to recover all we’ve lost. We are not going to focus on the problem any more, but on your promises.
Father, we come into agreement right now with all that are involved in our recovery. We claim that we’ll recover a right relationship with God; loss of self-respect, loss of people, family, we will recover one hundred fold any loss of property.
We’re getting our recovery so that we can have a church after your will. For the glory of God we recover it all. We rebuke unbelief in us and all that are part of our recovery. We will walk in kingly reign. Lord, according to the covenant you’ve made with us, we will recover supernaturally our soteria.
In the name of Jesus, Amen.

Monday, June 25, 2012

I'd like to take a few to share my story and shed some light as to who Wayne Meadows is and what motivates me.
To keep this story from becoming a book, for the purposes of why I'm writing this I'm only going back to 1999 when my life made a major life altering turn.
At that time my wife and I found out we were pregnant after over eight years of not being able to do so.  After many years (Ten years) of dealing with my wife's health issues from fybromyalgia, we had made the choice to do something different the year previous. We decided to get healthy, novel idea I know. Not only did she get off all her medications over the next year, she had no more symptoms or pain and lost the weight from being bed ridden for three years.
I had an amazing job that I thrived in in Washington state in the small town of Sumner,Washington; my wife had finally been able to go back to work as a cosmetoligist in the same town.  Life was really going so well.
Well, after getting the news of our new life coming in the near future my wife asked if we could move closer to her family back in Oregon.  So I made a trip to Oregon and got a job right away doing the same work I was doing in Sumner.  We made arrangements to live with one of my family members till we could make the transition and gain the moneys we needed while preparing for the baby.
The new job I had taken was never even close to what I was expecting even though I was making all the right efforts that made me so successful in Washington. I lost my job, we lost our place to live when my family found out, which in turn, soon after, my wife went into premature labor because of the stress.
Being almost 38 years old and having preclamsea, the doctors gave me a choice...choose her life or the babies.  My answer immediately was to look the Dr. in the eyes and say,"You will save them both, and I want to be in the delivery room holding her hand while you do the c-section."
Thank God they both pulled through that and both of them were in the hospital for six weeks.  I was sleeping in the hospital at night while looking for work during the day.
During the first few days of doing that I went before God and asked Him what I should do, I had faith and wanted to only trust.  God said that I should go knocking on doors at local businesses and tell them I'd be willing to detail cars and ask questions as to who I should talk to in the community.
That next day as I was telling the business owners my story, honestly pouring my heart out that I just wanted a chance and I'm willing to prove I'm worthy of their trust.  One of the first gentleman said he'd be more than happy to let me work on their work trucks, and they were in serious need of my touch.  This same gentleman said I should go and talk to Chuck Summers of Summers Classic cars in Glenwood, Oregon.  What he did not know is that I had many years experience restoring cars, so I didn't wait to go see Chuck.  After sharing my story with Chuck he said, "follow me", took be to a building that he owned behind a new showroom he was having prepared for his new classic car showroom. Coincidence?   I don't think so.
After listening to my confidence of my abilities with painting cars Chuck took me to this building and opened it up; this place was so amazing.  It had three RV bays with a paint booth to boot.  He said he'll let me do one car, he'll pay for all the supplies and if it's as good as I say it will be, he'll let me have the shop to work in at no charge if I'll give him a fair deal on all the new classics he's planning on investing in.
Needless to say that car was a show stopper, a gorgeous black  GTO that we put on the showroom floor displaying my name as the painter.  My business grew and grew like mad. Chuck and I made many trips to the classic car auctions and taking calls for local work from classic car enthusiasts around the Willamette Valley.
Over the next few years my goals were being met and more, I had a mobile paint repair business along with my restoration business. My father worked in the field with me; I'd even restored my relationship with my father. I was able to pick up seasonal work working on motor homes too doing paint repairs.
My family had purchased our dream home in a small town near Eugene, Oregon in a town called Junction city a few years later.  Life was becoming more than we could have imagined.
My eldest son had moved back home and I was able to help him secure a job working for a friends roofing business.  John, my eldest, started drinking heavily and doing drugs while living in our home.  I had zero tolerance for this and that unfortunately put a huge stress on my marriage.  Things were getting very volatile after many months of disagreements and turmoil. Well, one night I had enough and went after my son, who is 6'7",  when John decided to defy my rules and tell me he had no intentions of quitting or leaving my home.  I made the first move and went after him.  My wife jumped in the way and John ran out to get away.  She ended up getting hurt of course, so she made a call to the authorities and I spent a few nights in jail.
While I was in jail I made a promise to God, no matter what happens from this point on I'd put Him first no matter what!!
I kept that promise...as you'll hear later, the road from this point on was not going to go well.  When I went before the judge a few weeks later with my wife by my side, I asked the judge if I could go through a class called Restoration Ministries if my wife agreed to go also.  He agreed, I went to the classes, which goes on for three months, two nights a week for three hours a night.  Unfortunately my wife had no intentions of walking that line and making a way for us to keep our marriage strong and bringing restoration to our family.
John was still home living with us and the drugs were becoming more than a problem.  After too many fights I asked both my wife and son to move out or I'd call the authorities. Having her there was not going to keep John away so I got good counsel and made the tough choice to have them both move out.
Oh, the peace in my home with my youngest son Hunter was so needed!!
I knew that things were not going to last as far as that peace in my home when I heard from trusted friends that John and my wife were running out of places for him to hide since he was wanted by the police. That came to head after about seven months when my wife came over to see our youngest.  I knew right way in my spirit that she was up to something so I told her it was a bad time for her and her best friend's unannounced visit and she'd have to come back another day.  About twenty minutes later they sweet talked their way into the home, attacked me, punched me and then ran out of the home to call the authorities.  The local police came in and talked to me first, asked all their questions, then went to hear their story.  Of course, their story couldn't hold water so the police told them they needed to leave and not come back that night.  After they left, the police asked if I wanted to press charges, I said no, them leaving was all I cared to see.  Big mistake!!
The next night the police came over with a restraining order for me to leave my own home.  Even though it was a false restraining order the police had to do their job and escort me out. I had a half an hour to gather my things, so i placed as much as I could in my Corvette, made a call to my neighbor to borrow his truck so I could move the most valuable things that might get sold including all my guns.
Thank God, I called a close friend who was on vacation for three weeks and he gave me permission to stay at his place while figuring my next move.
Think about what my actions could have been here...anger?  resentment? Fury?  NO!!
I took that whole night and spent it praising God for all the things i had been through over the last several months.  It says in God's word to "praise Him in all things", not about all things.  So that is exactly what I chose to do.
For the next two weeks I went to work, told God I'd be patient, UNTIL I got a Word from Him as to my next move.  I finally got word to call my wife so I could have my youngest son for the coming weekend.  What she did not know is that the local police force knew me very well, my cars were always in the public eye.  I made a call to the local drug enforcement officer and told him where to find John and how to pick him up.  I knew his habits of course.  Now that Hunter was out of harms way the swat team showed up exactly when and how I told them.
I was not happy to have to turn my son in, but when his and his mothers choices began to infiltrate my home again it was all the motive I needed to protect the sanctity of God's home he provided.  John spent three and a half years in prison for his crimes.
God told me to not go back to my home and he'd make a way for me to get my wife to purchase the home so I could move on...the only thing was I was to not take custody of my youngest in the process.  Again, I trusted His direction, she did buy the home and I moved out of the area.
I took ten months off and restored my relationship with my brother Keith, whom I had not seen in many years.
 What I did not know is that I would get cancer in the tenth month (December 19th, 2005).  Now it made sense why I was not to have custody of my youngest.
Just shortly before the diagnosis I had taken a part time job at a local Athletic Club, this job allowed me the time to listen to God's Word during my work schedule since I worked at night taking care of the swimming pools and Gym locker areas.  I learned very well how to give all my cares to God and praise Him no matter how I felt.
By March of 2006 I had no more cancer!!
God provided the healing.
Even though I had lost my family, my business I'd come to love, my health was devastated and I'd gained almost forty pounds; I knew God would prevail.  From March of 2006 when the cancer was no longer in my life, I made the choice to start working out at the club I worked at.  With God's help I lost thirty eight pounds in eight weeks.
Since I was feeling so much healthier and wanting to make a better living I decided to take a job at Comcast as an installer of cable TV, internet and phone...only one problem, I never took the time to ask God if I should.  For the next several years I made one mistake after another trying to make things work with different jobs but having NO success.  To make things even worse I decided after a short affair with a young single mother in Oregon City, we decided to move in together and life was fun but God was not in it along for the ride.  She was successful and had an amazing home, so I decided to take advantage of my skills and use her shop and RV area to start working on cars again.
The relationship fell apart after a few years when she lost her job after twenty years of working for the company. We both began to realize that our goals were not the same and we weren't in love but had a healthy respect for each other and were just going through life and not growing in our relationship. I moved back to where I started my business before, with the thought of starting over.
 I ended up homeless for a time, with no vehicle.  Though I was homeless I had made contact with a friend, Jim, whom I'd done business with over the years and made contact.  While talking to him about my situation a gentleman came by the office and Jim shared with this other person my story and things opened up about a studio apartment he had that was empty in his office building.  If I could come up with the cash in the next week or so I could move in.  So we went over and looked at the studio, I made the commitment to get the cash.  My new friend Marv and I became close friends over the next week and I was able to make enough cash to pay the first months rent.  Marv's concern was whether I was able to sustain the cash to keep up on the rent, he had a need for an assistant but did not have the money from his Land Survey business to pay me a wage, so I offered him my hand in helping him if I could keep the apartment.  Whenever Marv had a job that needed an extra hand I made myself available.  This went on over the next year and even though I was not making much money, but from small jobs I picked up, it I was very thankful for all the kindness.
Now we'll go to March of 2011, I came up to Salem, Oregon to visit my mother.  Even though we'd kept in contact she never told me how bad her health was getting.  I told her my job I had just ended with Marv and I'd be staying with her and get her health back.  At that same time a friend in Maryland called and offered me a spot with a new start up company...I shared that I had no money to start anything new but I'd look at it and see if it was something I'd like.
My friend Charles called back and said he'd be willing to put up the small amount of money because he felt that with my skills I should go ahead and give it my best shot.  Not only did it go well, but I made enough money and helped bring in a good following that I turned a ten dollar a month investment into a little over $500 a month.
Through the next year I made many efforts to also find full time employment with no success; I kept educating myself on things that can sustain a steady income no matter what the economy.  The one thing that kept showing up in the news and in certain publications I trusted was Gold.  How could I ever invest in Gold when I had no cash to do so?  I started asking God for solutions.  The one thing on my heart too was how could I do this and help people at the same time.  It all started coming to me through a training course offered by a mentor named Preston.  It took all the guess work out of how to buy, who to sell to, and how to evaluate the value of gold.  Included in this course was all the knowledge with an easy to understand way of doing this that duplicate's easily too.
This was beginning to really get exciting, my goals were clear and even better I could help so many people who needed to sell their gold while educating them in the process so they trusted me. Even if they were not interested in a business most all of them would share their experience with friends and family so I'd have a following of interested parties. Beyond all that I'll be taking this idea and creating a fun engaging game to play at gold parties for those who choose to share with their friends.  This idea had already been done with the investor Robert Kyosaki's 'Rich Dad Poor Dad' games.
Even though I've got work to do to build the game idea, nothing is stopping me from buying gold and starting the cash flowing right away.  That and all the details of the game play will come together from getting into peoples homes and just doing the gold parties. Of course I need the cash to buy gold, that is why I've started the fund raiser idea (https://www.wepay.com/donations/golden-new-beginnings)
I expect there will be more questions on this and my business plan goals, feel free to follow my blog here and I'll be updating all that soon!!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011


Attitude is very important. Common law strategy will not work if you have a negative attitude. Many people who are defending their rights are also very angry. Not that they are not justified. However, anger is a luxury of the poor. As the saying goes, "Don't get mad. Get even."

The whole court process is about getting even. The reason the IRS does not tax court judgments is because the judgment is perceived as a compensation for what you lost. For example, if you were falsely incarcerated, that time in jail has a monetary value. The monetary judgment you receive is a monetary replacement for your injury, namely for the right you lost.

You need to psychologically detach yourself from your problem. If you don't, if you are too close to your problem, you will be blind to your options. Your mind will be channeled and you won't see other opportunities to win.

Have you ever bought a car? (Always a good emotional experience.)

Did you notice, after you bought your car, how many other cars on the highway were just like yours?

Those other cars were there all the time. But, until your mind was focused by your purchase, you were not sensitive to their presence.

So it is with law and strong emotions. If you are full of anger (or always extremely happy) your mind will be focused upon the stimulus, and you will not be sensitive to other factors. The angrier you are, the more opportunities you will miss.

You must pretend that your problem is someone else's problem. You must have a neutral mindset as you work on your case. As your brain gets filled with legal research you will find it easier to cross-connect different factors, if your emotions are low-keyed.

Remember this: Regardless of your emotional status, the facts are the same. Anger destroys your capacity to think objectively. Anger is a habit that can be retrained [It takes about 5 years to completely change the anger habit; I did it, and you can, too]. ANGER IS A NO-NO, GET IT OUT OF YOUR SYSTEM! View your case neutrally as if you were an attorney representing someone else. Then, and only then, will your papers start looking more professionally written. See this example of a paper written with that neutrwal attitude.

When you're not working on your case, your general attitude toward life should either be neutral or happy.

Brain research at University of California in Irvine proved that when a person is unhappy or angry the body produces biochemicals that stimulate your ability to fight. But a side effect is that those same biochemicals also destroy your health. It's not good for your health if you are angry all the time. My own (unproven) observation has been that people who are angry all the time seem to eventually develop cancer.

On the other hand, the university research proved that when a person is happy the body produces biochemicals that make you feel good. A side effect is that those same biochemicals also improve your health. Laughter truly is the best medicine.

By the way, I should mention that your general problems have nothing to do with your happiness. True, in a given situation one may feel anger or happiness, but, that is just a passing moment. Your general emotional status should be either neutral or happy, for your own health's sake if nothing else. And, that's also how you should be as you write your papers.

When I'm negotiating with the enemy, I always watch his emotional status. If he is angry I know he is insensitive to his opportunities. In subtle ways I can take advantage of his diminished brain functioning.

Don't let your emotions entangle your logic!

Sunday, August 21, 2011

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Thursday, June 30, 2011

Your Day of Independence is Near

To: Your Name my friend
From: God
Take counsel.
I hear your cry.
…It passes through the darkness, filters through the clouds, mingles with a starlight, and finds its way to my heart on the path of a sunbeam.
I have anguished over the cry of a hare choked in the noose of a snare, a sparrow tumbled from the nest of its mother, a child thrashing helplessly in a pond, and a son shedding His blood on a cross.
Know that I hear you, also.  Be at peace. Be calm. 
I bring thee relief for your sorrow for I know its cause… and its cure.
You weep for all your childhood dreams that have vanished with the years.
You weep for all your self-esteem that has been corrupted by failure.
You weep for all your potential that has been bartered for security.
You weep for all your individuality that has been trampled by mobs.
You weep for all your talent that has been wasted through misuse.
You look upon yourself with disgrace and you turn in terror from the image you see in the pool.  Who is this mockery of humanity staring back at you with bloodless eyes of shame?
Where is the grace of your manner, and the beauty of your figure, the quickness of your movement, the clarity of your mind, the brilliance of your tongue?
Who stole your goods?  Is the thief’s identity known to you, as it is in me?
Once you placed your head on a pillow of grass in your father’s field and looked up at a cathedral of clouds and knew that all the gold of Babylon would be yours in time.
Once you read from my books and wrote on many tablets, convinced beyond any doubt that all the wisdom of Solomon would be equaled and surpassed by you.
And the seasons would flow into years until lo, you would reign supreme in your garden of Eden.  Dost though remember who implanted those plans and dreams and seeds of hope within you?
You cannot.
You have no memory of that moment when first you emerged from your mother’s womb and I placed my hand on your soft brow.  And the secret I whispered in your small ear when I bestowed my blessing upon you?
Remember our secret?
You cannot.
The passing years have destroyed your recollection, for they have filled your mind with the fear and doubt and anxiety and remorse and hate and there is no room for joyful memories where these beasts habitate.
Weep no more, I am with you… and this moment is the dividing line of your life.
All that has gone before is like unto no more than that time you slept within your mothers womb.  What is past is dead.  Let the dead bury the dead. 
This day you return from the living dead.
This day, like unto Elijah with the widow’s son, I stretch my mouth upon your mouth and my eyes upon your eyes and my hands upon your hands and your flesh is warm again.
This day, like unto Jesus at the tomb of Lazarus, I command you to come forth and you will walk from your cave of doom to begin a new life.
This is your birthday.  This is your new date of birth.  Your first life, like unto a play of the theatre, was only a rehearsal.  This time the curtain is up.  This time the world watches and waits to applaud.  This time you will not fail.
Light your candles.  Share your cake.  Pour the wine.  You have been reborn.
Like a butterfly from its chrysalis you will fly…fly as high as you wish, and neither the wasps nor dragonflies nor mantids of mankind shall obstruct your mission or your search for the true riches of life.
Feel my hand upon thy head.
Attend to my wisdom.
Let me share with you, again, the secret you heard at your birth and forgot.
You are the greatest miracle.
You are the greatest miracle in the world.
Those were the first words you ever heard.  Then you cried.  They all cry.
You did not believe me then…and nothing has happened in the intervening years to correct your disbelief.  For how could you be a miracle when you have little confidence in dealing with the most trivial of responsibilities?  How can you be a miracle when you are shackled by debt and lie awake in torment over whence will come tomorrow’s bread?
Enough.  The milk that is spilled is sour.  Yet, how many prophets, how many wise men, how many poets, how many artists, how many composers, how many scientists, how many philosophers and messengers for godliness, and the secrets of achievement?  How did you treat them?
Still I love you and I am with you now, through these words, to fulfill the prophet who announced that the Lord shall set his hand again, the second time, to recover the remnant of His people.
I have set my hand again.
This is the second time.
You are my remnant.
It is of no avail to ask, haven’t you known, haven’t you heard, hasn’t it been told to you from the beginning; haven’t you understood from the foundations of the earth?
You have not known; you have not heard; you have not understood.
You have been told that you are a divinity in disguise, a god playing a fool.
You have been told that you are a special piece of work, noble in reason, infinite in faculties, express and admirable in form and moving, like an angel in action like a god in apprehension.
You have been told that you are the salt of the earth.
You were given the secret even of moving mountains, of performing the impossible.
You believed no one.  You burned your map to happiness, you abandoned your claim to peace of mind, you snuffed out the candles that had been placed along your destined path of glory, then you stumbled, lost and frightened, in the darkness of futility and self-pity, until you fell into a hell of your own creation.
Then you cried and beat your breast and cursed the luck that had befallen you.  You refused to accept the consequences of your own petty thoughts and lazy deeds and you searched for a scapegoat on which to blame your failure.  How quickly you found one.
You blamed me.
You cried that your handicaps, your mediocrity, your lack of opportunity, your failures…were the will of God!
You were wrong!
Let us take inventory.  Let us, first, call a roll of your handicaps.  For how can I ask you to build a new life lest you have the tools?
Are you blind?  Does the sun rise and fall without your witness?
No.  You can see…and a hundred million receptors I have placed in your eyes enable you to enjoy the magic of a leaf, a snowflake, a pond, an eagle, a child, a cloud, a star, a rose, a rainbow…and the look of love.  Count your blessing.
Are you deaf?  Can a baby laugh or cry without your attention?
No.  You can hear…and the twenty four thousand fibers I have built in each of your ears vibrate to the wind in the trees, the tides on the rocks, the majesty of an opera, a robin’s plea, children at play…and the words I love you.  Count your blessing.
Are you paralyzed?  Does your helpless form despoil the land?
No.  You can move.  You are not a tree condemned to a small plot while the wind and world abuses you.  You can stretch and run and dance and work, for within you I have designed five hundred muscles, two hundred bones, and seven miles of nerve fibre all synchronized by me to do your bidding.  Count your blessing.
Are you unloved and unloving?  Does loneliness engulf you, night and day?
No.  No more.  For now you know love’s secret, that to receive love it must be given with no thought of its return.  To love for fulfillment, satisfaction, or pride is no love.  Love is a gift on which no return is demanded.  Now you know that to love unselfishly is its own reward.  And even should love not be returned it is not lost, for love not reciprocated will flow back to you and soften and purify the heart.  Count another blessing.  Count twice.
Is your heart stricken?  Does it leak and strain to maintain your life?
No. Your heart is strong.  Touch your chest and feel its rhythm, pulsating, hour after hour, day and night, thirty-six million beats each year, year after year, asleep or wake, pumping your blood through more than six hundred thousand gallons each year.  Man has never created such a machine.  Count your blessing.
Are you diseased of skin?  Do people turn in horror when you approach?
No.  Your skin is clear and a marvel of creation, needing only that you tend it with soap and oil and brush and care.  In time all steels tarnish and rust, but not your skin.  Eventually, the strongest of metals will wear, with use, but not that layer that I have constructed around you.  Constantly it renews itself, old cells replaced by new.  Count your blessing.
Are your lungs befouled?  Does the breath of life struggle to enter your body?
No.  Your portholes to life support you even in the vilest of environments of your own making, and they labor always to filter life-giving oxygen through six hundred million pockets of folded flesh while they rid your body of gaseous wastes.  Count another blessing.
Is your blood poisoned?  Is it diluted with water and pus?
No.  Within your five quarts of blood are twenty-two trillion blood cells and within each cell are millions of molecules and within each molecule is an atom oscillating at more than ten million times each second.  Each second, two million of your blood cells die to be replaced by two million more in a resurrection that has continued since your first birth.  As it has always been inside, so now it is on the outside.  Count another blessing.
Are you feeble of mind?  Can you no longer think for yourself?
No.  Your brain is the most complex structure in the universe.  I know.  Within this three pounds are thirteen billion nerve cells, more than three times as many cells as there are people on our earth.  To help you file away your perception, every sound, every taste, every smell, every action you have experienced since the day of your birth, I have implanted, within your cells, more than one thousand billion billion protein molecules.  Every incident in your life is there waiting only your recall.  And, to assist your brain in the control of your body I have dispersed, throughout your form, four million pain-sensitive structures, five hundred thousand touch detectors, and more than two hundred thousand temperature detectors.  No nations gold is better protected than you.  None of your ancient wonders are greater than you.
You are my finest creation.
Within you is enough atomic energy to destroy any of the world’s great cities…and rebuild it.
Are you poor?  Is there no gold or silver in your purse?
No.  You are rich!  Together we have just counted your wealth.  Study the list.  Count them again.  Tally your assets!
Why have you betrayed yourself?  Why have you cried that all the blessings of humanity were removed from you?  Why did you deceive yourself that you were powerless to change your life?
Are you without talent, senses, abilities, pleasures, instincts, sensations, and pride?  Are you without hope?  Why do you cringe in the shadows, a giant defeated, awaiting only sympathetic transport into welcome void and dampness of hell?
You have so much.  Your blessings overflow your cup…and you have been unmindful of them, like a child spoiled in luxury, since I have bestowed them upon you with generosity and regularity.
Answer me.
Answer yourself.
What a rich man, old and sick, feeble and helpless, would not exchange all the gold in his vault for the blessings you have treated so lightly.
Know then the first secret to happiness and success-that you possess, even now, every blessing necessary to achieve great glory.  They are your treasure, your tools with which to build, starting today, the foundation for a new and better life.
Therefore, I say unto you, count your blessings and know that you already are my greatest creation.  This is the first law you must obey in order to perform the greatest miracle in the world, the return of your humanity from the living death.
And be grateful for your lessons learned in poverty.  For he is not poor who has little; only he that desires much…and true security lies not in the things one has but in the things one do without.
Where are the handicaps that produce your failure?  They existed only in your mind.
Count your blessings.
And the second law is like unto the first.  Proclaim your rarity.
You had condemned yourself to the potter’s field, and there you lay, unable to forgive your own failure, destroying yourself with self-hate, self-incrimination, and revulsion at your crimes against yourself and others. 
Are you not perplexed?
Do you not wonder why I am able to forgive your failures, your transgressions, your pitiful demeanor…when you cannot forgive yourself?
I address you now, for three reasons.  You need me.  You are not one of a herd heading for destruction in a gray mass of mediocrity.  And…you are a great rarity.
Consider a painting by Rembrandt or a bronze by Degas or a violin by Stradivarius or a play by Shakespeare.  They have great value for two reasons: their creators were masters and they are few in number.  Yet there are more than one of each of these.
On that reasoning you are the most valuable treasures on the face of the earth, for you know who created you and there is only one of you.
Never, until all the seventy billion humans who have walked this planet since the beginning of time has there been anyone exactly like you.
Never, until the end of time, will there be another such as you.
You have shown no knowledge or appreciation of your uniqueness.
Yet, you are the rarest thing in the world.
From your father, in this moment of supreme love, flowed countless seeds of love, more than four hundred million in number.  All of them, as they swam within your mother, gave up the ghost and died.  All except one!  You.
You alone persevered within the loving warmth of your mother’s body, searching for your other half, a single cell from your mother so small that more than two million would be necessary to fill an acorn shell.  Yet, despite impossible odds, in that vast ocean of darkness and disaster, you persevered, found that infinitesimal cell, joined with it, and began a new life.  Your life.
You arrived, bringing with you, as does every child, the message that I was not yet discouraged of man.  Two cells now united in a miracle.  Two cells, each containing twenty-three chromosomes and within each chromosome hundreds of genes, which would govern every characteristic about you, from the color of your eyes to the charm of your manner, to the size of your brain.
With all the combinations at my command, beginning with that single sperm from your fathers four hundred million, through the hundreds of genes in each of the chromosomes from your mother and father, I could have created three thousand billion humans, each different from the other.
But who did I bring forth?
You!  One of a kind.  Rarest of the rare.  A priceless treasure, possessed of qualities in the mind and speech and movement and appearance and actions as no other who has ever lived, lives, or shall live.
Why have you valued yourself in pennies when you are worth a king’s ransom?
Why have you listened to those who demeaned you…and far worse, why did you believe them?
Take counsel.  No longer hide your rarity in the dark.  Bring it forth.  Show the world.  Strive not to walk as your brother walks, nor talk as your leader talks, nor labor as do the mediocre.  Never do as another.  Never imitate.  For how do you know that you may not imitate evil; and he who imitates evil always goes beyond the example set, while he who imitates what is good always falls short.  Imitate no one.  Be yourself.  Show your rarity to the world and they will shower you with gold.  This then is the second law.
Proclaim your rarity.
And now you have received two laws.
Count your blessings!  Proclaim your rarity!
You have no handicaps.  You are not mediocre.
You nod.  You force a smile.  You admit your self-deception.
Take counsel and it shall come to pass, for now I give you the law of success in every venture.  Many centuries ago this law was given to your forefathers from a mountain top.  Some heeded the law and lo, their life was filled with the fruit of happiness, accomplishment, gold, and peace of mind.  Most listened not, for they sought magic means, devious routes, or waited for the devil called luck (false hope) to deliver to them the riches of life.  They waited in vain…just as you waited, and then they wept, as you wept, blaming their luck (false hope) of fortune on my will.
The law is simple.  Young or old, pauper or king, white or black, male or female…all can use the secret to their advantage; For of all the rules and speeches and scriptures of success and how to attain it, only one method has never failed…whomsoever shall compel ye to go with him one mile…go with him two.
This is the third law…the secret that will produce riches and acclaim beyond your dreams.  Go another mile.
The only certain means of success is to render more service and better service than is expected of you, no matter what your task may be.  This is a habit followed by all successful people since the beginning of time.  Therefore I saith the surest way to doom yourself to mediocrity is to perform only the work for which you are paid.
Think not you are being cheated if you deliver more than the silver you receive.  For there is a pendulum to all life and the sweat you deliver, if not rewarded today, will swing back tomorrow, tenfold.  The mediocre never goes another mile, for why would he cheat himself, he thinks.  But you are not mediocre.  To go another mile is a privilege you must appropriate by your own initiative.  You cannot, you must not avoid it. 
Neglect it, do only as much as the others, and the responsibility for your failure is yours alone.
You can no more render service without receiving just compensation than you can withhold the rendering of it without suffering the loss of reward.  Cause and effect, means and ends, seed and fruit, these cannot be separated.  The effect already blooms in the cause, the end pre-exists in the means, and the fruit is always in the seed.
Go another mile.
Concern yourself not, should you serve an ungrateful master.  Serve him more!
And instead of him, let it be me who is in your debt, for then you will know that every minute, every stroke of extra service will be repaid.  And worry not, should your reward not come soon.  For the longer payment is withheld, the better for you…and compound interest is this law’s greatest benefit.
You cannot command success, you can only deserve it…and now you know the great secret necessary in order to merit its rare reward.
Go another mile!
Where is this field whence you cried there was no opportunity?  Look!  Look around thee.  See, where only yesterday you wallowed on the refuse of self-pity, you now walk tall on a carpet of gold.  Nothing has changed…except you, but you are everything.
You are my greatest miracle.
You are the greatest miracle in the world.
And now the laws of happiness and success are three.
Count your blessings!  Proclaim your rarity!  Go another mile!

Be patient with your progress.  To count your blessings with gratitude, to proclaim your rarity with pride, to go an extra mile and then another, these acts are not accomplished in the blinking of an eye.  Yet, that which you acquire with most difficulty you retain the longest; as those who have earned a fortune are more careful of it than those by whom it was inherited.
And fear not as you enter your new life.  Every noble acquisition is attended with its risks.  He who fears to encounter the one must not expect to obtain the other.  Now you know you are a miracle.  And there is no fear in a miracle.
Be proud.  You are not the momentary whim of a careless creator experimenting in the laboratory of life.  You are not a slave of forces that you cannot comprehend.  You are a free manifestation of no force but mine, of no love but mine.  You are made with a purpose.
Feel my hand.  Hear my words.
You need me…and I need you.
We have a world to rebuild…and if it requireth a miracle what is that to us?  We are both miracles and now we have each other.
Never have I lost faith in you since that day when I first spun you from a giant wave and tossed you helplessly on the sands.  As you measure time that was more than five hundred million years ago.  There were many models, many shapes, many sizes, before I reached perfection in you more than thirty thousand years ago.  I have made no further effort to improve on you in all these years.
For how could one improve on a miracle?
You were a marvel to behold and I was pleased.  I gave you this world and dominion over it.  Then, to enable you to reach your full potential I placed my hand upon you, once more, and endowed you with powers unknown to any other creature in the universe, even unto this day.
I gave you the power to think.
I gave you the power to love.
I gave you the power to will.
I gave you the power to laugh.
I gave you the power to imagine.
I gave you the power to create.
I gave you the power to plan.
I gave you the power to speak.
I gave you the power to pray.
My pride in you knew no bounds.  You were my ultimate creation, my greatest miracle.  A complete living being.  One who can adjust to any climate, any hardship, any challenge.  One who can manage his own destiny without any interference from me.  One who can translate a sensation or perception, not by instinct, but by thought and deliberation into whatever action is best for himself and all humanity.
Thus we come to the fourth law of success and happiness…for I gave you one more power, a power so great that not even my angels possess it.
I gave you …the power to choose!!
With this gift I placed you even above my angels…for angels are not free to choose sin.  I gave you complete control over your destiny.  I told you to determine, for yourself, your own nature in accordance with your free will.  Neither heavenly nor earthly in nature, you were free to fashion yourself in whatever form you preferred.  You had the power to choose to degenerate into the lowest forms of life, but you also had the power, out of your soul’s judgment, to be born into higher forms, which are divine.
I have never withdrawn your great power, the power to choose.
What have you done with this tremendous force?
Look at yourself.  Think of the choices you have made in your life and recall, now, those bitter moments when you would fall to your knees if only you had the opportunity to choose again.
What is past is past…and now you know the fourth great law of happiness and success…Use wisely, your power of choice.
Choose to love…rather than hate.
Choose to create…rather than destroy.
Choose to laugh…rather than cry.
Choose to persevere…rather than quit.
Choose to praise…rather than gossip.
Choose to heal…rather than wound.
Choose to give…rather than steal.
Choose to act…rather than procrastinate.
Choose to grow…rather than rot.
Choose to pray…rather than curse.
Choose to live…rather than die.
Now you know that your misfortunes were not my will, for all power was vested in you, and the accumulations of deeds and thoughts which placed you on the refuse of humanity were your doing, not mine.  My gifts of power were too large for your small nature.  Now you have grown tall and wise and the fruits of the land will be yours.
You are more than a human being, you are a human becoming.
You are capable of great wonders.  Your potential is unlimited.  Who else, among my creatures, has mastered fire?  Who else, among my creatures, has conquered gravity, has pierced the heavens, has conquered disease and pestilence and drought?
Never demean yourself again!
Never settle for the crumbs of life again!
Never hide your talents, from this day hence!
Remember the child who says, ”When I am a big boy.”  But what is that?  For the big boy says, “when I grow up.”  And then grown up, he says, “when I am wed.”  But to be wed, what is that, after all?  The thought then changes to “when I retire.”  And then, retirement comes, and he looks back over the landscape traversed; a cold wind sweeps over it and somehow he has missed it all and it is gone.
Enjoy this day, today…and tomorrow, tomorrow.
You have performed the greatest miracle in the world.
You have returned from a living death.
You will feel self-pity no more and each new day will be a challenge and a joy.
You have been born again…but just as before, you can choose failure and despair or success and happiness.  The choice is yours.  The choice is exclusively yours.   I can only watch, as before… in pride…or sorrow.
Remember, then, the four laws of happiness and success.
Count your blessings.
Proclaim rarity.
Go another mile.
Use the power of choice.
And one more, to fulfill the other four.  Do all things with love…love yourself, love for all others, and love for me.
Wipe away your tears.  Reach out, grasp my hand. And stand straight.
Let me cut the grave cloths that have bound you.  This day you have been notified.

      You are the greatest miracle in the world