Kaye, you have a lot of belief in belief

On the Heavenletter™ Spiritual Community Forum, in reference to Heavenletter #3738, It Is All an Idea, Kaye commented about the tiny mother who lifted a car off her child and so saved her child's life. The mother, who certainly didn't have the muscles to lift the weight of a car, did the impossible.  Google says that the average weight of a car is about 3,000 pounds.

Kay had the idea that it took belief for the mother to be able to do this.

I don't think the mother's act had anything to do with belief. In fact, I imagine her act of love and strength came from not thinking whatsoever. I imagine that if she had thought for one second, she wouldn't have been able to do it. I would bet that the mother never had a thought or belief that she could do such a thing. I would bet that the thought had never even occurred to her.

What she did wasn't even an act of courage on her part. The need was there, and she didn't think at all. I doubt that she could ever do it again. The mother didn't try to do it. She just did it.

Sometimes an expectation prevents.

Kaye then suggested that the mother, at the very least, must have believed in God.

I don't think that the mother had to believe in God whatsoever.  I can't believe that God would make believing in Him a condition. Kaye, you have a lot of belief in belief! (Please know that I thank you for your comments that stimulated this blog entry!)

One possible explanation for the mother's superhuman strength could be that an angel helped her. Maybe angels are love manifested.

I once told you about the time many many years ago when I was visiting my home town. Springfield, Massachusets, at that time, had a system of traffic lights, and I thought the red and yellow lights showing together (or something like that) meant it was safe to cross the street at the corner between the white lines. I was mistaken. A bus driver, without looking, was turning his bus around the corner. Actually, he was looking at something in another direction. When I noticed the bus, it was so close to me, maybe two feet away. There was no way I could beat the bus. I was wearing high heels. I moved my feet as fast as I could, and they were moving fast, but it seemed like my feet weren't even touching the ground. It felt like I was literally walking on air.

Well, obviously, I did beat the bus -- by a whisker. The bus driver, who had seen me by now, had such an expression of relief on his face.

Afterwards, I have often wondered if somehow an angel hadn't lifted me up. That's the only explanation I have.

I know another true story.

We have all heard about walking on water. I have a friend, a very reliable person, who told me that once he was on the bank of a pond and saw a kid in the distance who was clearly drowning. My friend saved the child. That is indisputable. The child was drowning, and my friend saved him.

Here is the interesting part: My friend literally walked on water to get to the child. He knew he didn't swim there. He did swim back with the child.

As I see it, my friend didn't take time to think. He just was going to save the boy. He didn't think: "If I could walk on water, I could get to the kid faster." My friend didn't have the belief that he could walk on water. Like the mother who lifted the car, his thinking or belief system had nothing to do with his sudden ability that, incidentally, of course never happened again. It was a spontaneous thing.

My feeling is that these miraculous things can happen only when (1) there is a need, and (2) we are innocent. As I see it, these events,  unguaranteed as they are, have nothing to do with belief -- they are beyond belief.

Yesterday, I was reading over a Heavenletter just written down a day or two ago – it won't be published for a few months. I had no conscious recollection of what the Heavenletter said, you understand, but guess what it said:

Love is all-powerful, glory-full, full of itself without thought about it.