Perfect love casts out fear. If fear exist, then there is not perfect love.

I am not a body, I am free. For I am still as God created me.

There will come a time when images have all gone by, and you will see you know not what you are. It is to this unsealed and open mind that returns, unhindered and unbound. Where concepts of the Self have been laid by is truth revealed excatly as it is.

Remind me each day that the race is not always to the swift, that there is more to life than increasing its speed. Let me look upward into the branches of the towering oak and know that it
grew great and strong because it grew slowly and well.

No need for revenge - Just sit back and wait...those that hurt you will eventually screw up all by themselves ...and if you are lucky, God will let you watch.