I've recently experienced the healing of a cracked friendship. Through it all, I resisted not at all. I let it take its natural course, and, believe me, the other party got meaner, nastier, and uglier every step of the way.
Apparently, not responding in kind (a.k.a., giving up fighting anyone and anything) can be threatening to those who believe they are right and are willing to fight about it.
At any rate, the other day he asked me a simple question, the answer to which was a blinding flash of the obvious to him. I could see the light go on in his eyes. He realized in that moment that he'd made a wrong assumption back there.
He has been his former friendly self ever since all the while trying to pave over the road he tore up with his unfounded suspicions. My ego does enjoy that...but I will not have learned my lesson until I can in no way point out to him the error of his assumptions. Any "gotcha" on my part, and I'm back at square one.
And this is the exact point where my ego starts trying to arm wrestle with God. My attack mind will think of a gazillion little things I could say just to let him know...as in, this is to let you know that I know and I knew all along and I rose above your crap, ha-ha, I won after all, you fool you.
See why we're back to square one? Ego never wins anything, always loses everything, and never allows that to be true.
We realize our truth by the inner glow of love we experience...for ourselves and for the other. That's the very feeling we've always sought to get, never dreaming it was always there waiting to be released.
Knowing that, experiencing that, does not guarantee we will not go with ego for one more ride..."just this one last once."
God is a forgiving God...now we know why.
Thank you.
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