Inner Zion: The I Am King

Neville's Inner Vision

Within Isaiah’s prophecy I hear the quiet government of my own mind. The far and the near are not places in the world but states of awareness. When I acknowledge the Lord as my king—my I AM ruling, my inner lawgiver—fear is displaced by a fortress of living feeling, bread and waters that never fail. The one who walks righteously and speaks uprightly is the inner self that resists oppression; to 'shut the eyes from seeing evil' is to train attention to what is true. Look: I shall see the King in beauty, not as a distant pageant but as the radiance within; the land far off becomes clear the moment I stand in the present I AM. The heart will not be tormented by imagined towers, for the scribe, the receiver, the count of fears disappear when I stop giving them power. Zion becomes a quiet habitation, a tabernacle that cannot be taken down. In that inner city the LORD is our judge, our lawgiver, our king; the defense is present, the tacklings loosen, and the spoils of fear are shared by the healed. I am not sick; forgiveness dwells where I dwell.