By Gonny 
Sometimes people don’t understand why attack is a call for love.
It can sound abstract, or even naïve.
But it’s actually very simple.
When I feel love, I don’t attack.
When I feel at peace, I don’t blame.
When I feel safe, I don’t need to raise my voice, defend myself, or push someone away.
Attack only appears when love is not being felt.
Think of something very ordinary :
Someone speaks sharply to you, out of nowhere.
A comment lands harder than expected.
A look, a tone, a remark that makes you flinch or feel small, sad, or suddenly tense.
For a moment, your body wants to react before your mind does, because you feel hurt, startled, misunderstood.
And then, if you pause, another way of seeing becomes possible:
“This is a call for love.”
Not because the behavior is kind, but because the one who attacks is not feeling love in that moment.
That thought doesn’t deny what you felt. It doesn’t excuse what happened.
But it softens something inside.The sharp edge comes off. The need to defend loosens.
Fear no longer needs to meet fear.
A Course in Miracles says:
“I am never upset for the reason I think.”
And then let’s quietly turns the mirror around. Because the lesson of ACIM is not only about the moments when I feel attacked. It is also about the moments when I attack.
When irritation slips into my voice. When judgment runs silently through my mind. When I correct, withdraw, blame, or become cold.
If I’m honest, I can ask myself then: Why don’t I feel love right now?
What am I afraid of? What am I trying to protect?
And again, the same thought can enter:
This too is a call for love.
Not aimed at someone else this time, but at myself.
That is where today’s lesson comes in:
“I can escape from the world I see by giving up attack thoughts.”
Not by changing others….not by fixing situations, but by noticing when love is missing…whether I feel attacked, or find myself attacking…and choosing again.
When attack thoughts are released, something quiet returns.
The inner struggle ends.
And without that struggle, the world no longer looks like a battlefield.
With love and light,
G.