And my thoughts took wing: I see the Lord walking in my shoes right this minute as I sit here barefoot...my shoes and feet are My shoes and feet. Wherever I walk or have walked, willfully or willingly guided, God is/was/will ever be there...belly of the whale, lion's den, southern California or southern Ohio...God was with me every step...as my every step.
Sidebar: With that, I am reminded of a clever novelty song I heard in San Antonio in 1957. I only remember its punchline: When they were handing out noses, I thought they said roses, and I said, 'I'll have a big red one.' I laugh but I love that image of before conception we choose our life's selections. Which explains my belief that everything happens by invitation only...my personal invitation only.
According to me, I made my basic life's selection away from God's will toward self-will and ego-victories. At birth I began in the direction I had picked and never changed my mind or my direction. I got to make my U-turn (to begin my journey back to God) as surrender, by crash and burn. Having no choice, I sought God in whatever manner or means he chose to throw in with me. In truth, I expected street corners and tambourines, and at that point, I was fine with that. At that point? Another hoot...I still am fine with it if that's his will. In surrender, I gave up the quibble.
It is a wonder, but I have been going in the right direction ever since with wonderful life-gifts beyond my comprehension plus a boatload of bumps and bruises, detours and roadblocks, and all for my benefit in the end.
Staying the course, finding the gold always and all ways...gratitude for the gifts, humility in the uh-ohs...is walking in the right direction. According to me.
Thank you.
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