One sunny day my friends and I were sitting in our sky castle playing a game called creation. Each soul was to create something of beauty to present to humanity. We had high hopes that our gifts would inspire and uplift their troubled hearts.

One of my friends composed a melody of joy; another choreographed a dance of harmony. I created a lighthouse. Our creations were beautiful and we believed that humanity would like them too, so we boarded our ships and flew to Earth with our creations in tow.

After landing on Earth we set out to distribute our creations to mankind. A few people we encountered gratefully accepted our gifts but there were many who refused them. They wanted nothing to do with us and asked us to leave. Later we found out that these people called themselves F.E.A.R. The Frightened Entities Action Regimen. Their hearts had been hardened by the difficulties they had encountered on Earth and so they set out to gather followers who would condemn those souls who had accepted our gifts.

This group of people named F.E.A.R began to change our melody of joy into a song of sadness, change our dance of harmony into a dance of doom and tear down all the houses of light. We understood why they were doing such things after all; they had once been our playmates in the castle of contentment. Now they were on Earth and felt disconnected from spirit.

We had compassion for our fellow playmates and prayed daily for their salvation. As time passed more and more people began to hear our prayers. One by one people started to realize that their negative behavior was inappropriate and became determined to amend their ways. All of a sudden there was a new enthusiasm in the air. Human Beings were waking up from their spiritual amnesia!

Unfortunately, humanity had been part of the Frightened Entities Action Regimen for so long that they eventually returned to there self centered ways. Mr. and Mrs. Ego became the guiding force in their lives and controlled their actions, words and deeds.

As time passed the lifestyles that they had grown accustomed to began to crumble and out of desperation they started scurrying around exclaiming, the world is falling apart, time is running out. We must save ourselves from destruction!

They poured into churches and begged God to forgive them, but they forgot to forgive themselves. They prayed for love and peace, but forgot to love themselves. Everything they did was motivated by fear not love. God heard their pleas and lovingly empowered their lives with harmony.

As harmony was restored in their lives they soon forgot about their prior chaos. A new person moved into the neighborhood. His name was Denial. Denial had many friends. Their names were Insecurity, Limitation, Doubt, and Judgment. They began to play games with one another that honored self righteousness and self recognition. A good time was had by all. But then something unexpected happened.

Mr. Organizer of the Frightened Entities Action Regimen started to get very tired. He no longer had the energy to continue playing games with his friends and eventually got sick. Depression set in and he started to feel like an outcast. Just when he thought everyone had forgotten him the telephone rang. Judgment was calling. She encouraged Mr. Organizer to get well. Everyone missed him and hoped he would be able to play with them again soon.

"Oh thank my lucky stars," he said.

"They love me, they miss me, and I am not an outcast after all. I am one of the crowd!"