WOW...just yesterday I was wondering if there is such a thing as spiritual victory or if that wasn't an oxymoron, and here comes this morning's blinding flash of the obvious: That which I was arm-wrestling with God about yesterday was my spiritual victory.
I realized that responding not at all to Kermit's slings, arrows and barbs was my self-determined objective which was transmuted into my achieving my spiritual goal to resist not evil...to cease fighting everything and everybody.
Kermit giving over to me when he finally "saw the light" was not me winning...it was Kermit's mind being changed which brought him comfort, allowing his behavior toward me to change. That let me off his mistaken hook and brought comfort to me. If I had resisted him, by responding in kind to his barbs, etc., a whole 'nother fight or two or three or four would be going right now.
We both came out the winner...and that can only happen when God's hand is in it.
Thank you.
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