Loss is not loss when properly perceived. Pain is impossible. There is
no grief with any cause at all. And suffering of any kind is nothing but
a dream. Such is the truth; at first to be but said, and then repeated
many times; and next, to be accepted as but partly true, with many
reservations. Then to be considered seriously more and more, and finally
accepted as the truth. I can elect to change all thoughts that hurt. And
I would go beyond the words today, go past all reservations, and arrive
at full acceptance of the truth in them.

“Father, what You have given cannot hurt, and grief and pain must be
impossible. Let me not fail to trust in You today, accepting but the
joyous as Your gifts; accepting but the joyous as the truth.”