God and Love on Route 80
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Stephen G. Post. God and Love on Route 80
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Praise for God and Love on Route 80
“Sometimes things happen that reveal an apparent pattern, plan, and meaning to the workings of the world. When this revelation occurs, it’s as if the Universe winks at us as if to say, ‘Now you’re in on the secret!’ The ‘secret’ is the realization that an infinite, unitary intelligence pervades everything—what author Stephen G. Post calls IM, for Infinite Mind. And that’s why God and Love on Route 80 is a poke in the eye of materialism, the numbing ideology that all happenings conform to the so-called blind, meaningless laws of nature. Post’s ‘journey west’ is a coming-of-age metaphor for the discovery of ancient truths: that Consciousness is primary, that Mind was ‘here first,’ and that love is a kind of metaphysical glue that holds things together and provides a delightful fizz to the whole show. God and Love on Route 80 is more than an enchanting, beautiful book; it indicates the kind of awareness that is required if we are to survive the challenges we face as a species—the awareness of our connectivity and unity with all else, the knowledge that our world is sacred, holy, and worth saving. Thank you, Stephen, for reminding us of this essential truth.”
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Rather than crossing over the median, the car barely made it to the right shoulder of the highway as the generator failed and the entire engine went dead. It was still dark, but the sun was beginning to rise. The boy had all of fifty dollars in his wallet, no credit cards, and there at the intersection of Route 80 with Route 215 near Milton and Lewisburg, Pennsylvania, there was nothing visible for miles but wheat fields and cornstalks. The boy felt like the generator had broken as an act of God, and for one good reason: the universe was now forcing him to live out his dream. And since he was now pretty far from home, there was no turning back.
So the boy did what only an adolescent male with limited management skills and a typical underdeveloped frontal cortex might do. He took a pencil from the glove compartment and carefully printed in large block letters the following note on a scrap of paper:
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