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I do remember one occasion very keenly when Helen
came in one day and she was really distraught. She was perhaps more distraught
than I had seen her in some time. And this was while we were perhaps somewhere
in the middle of the Text. And she said this time it's really gone off the deep
end. It's gibberish, it makes absolutely no sense, no meaning, nothing to it.
It's absolutely impossible, I refuse to read it to you, and so forth. After I
had calmed her down, why she did agree to read the material to me. And I might
quote the very end of that section:
Forgive us our illusions, Father, and help us
to accept our true relationship with You, in which there are no illusions, and
where none can ever enter. Our holiness is Yours. What can there be in us that
needs forgiveness when Yours is perfect? The sleep of forgetfulness is only
our (the) unwillingness to accept (remember) Your forgiveness and Your Love.
Let us not wander into temptation, for the temptation of the Son of God is not
Your Will. And let us receive only what You have given, and accept but this
into the minds which You created and which You love. Amen. (T16. VII. 12:1-7)
At that point, Helen burst into tears. The beauty
of the language, the profundity of the thought, and the—in a sense—the
equivalence of the Lord's Prayer for the Course seemed to be so clear; that this
was a statement in the Course very similar to the Lord's Prayer in many of its
dimensions. And it made a very profound impact on Helen, as well as, of course,
on me.
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