God protects us not from the belly of the beast; God transmutes the belly of the beast to our streets of gold.
This morning's blinding flash of the obvious takes me back to my first deeper realization of love...of the expandable, flexible nature of love. Love not just of other humans (or of another human, two at most), but love as a way of living my life. Filleted, in a word. Because that is what living love as we breathe does...splits us open, leaves us without defenses, invites any and all in...and showers us with joy immeasurable in the doing.
But we have to invite the filleted part before we can know the joy immeasurable part, and there's the stumbling block. I mean, consciously, who isn't going to try to make an end-run around the filleting, going for the joy?
For me, it's just like the biblical "Seek ye first the kingdom of heaven and all these things shall be added unto you." I could never not think of the added things first, all the while believing I was seeking the kingdom of heaven.
Maybe it all comes back to getting out of our reasoning mind...for we're not stupid, and getting filleted, willingly!, will never qualify for smart to the reasoning mind.
Here comes paradox to save the day! We finally accept that we have to become willing to walk utterly un-self-protected in this world if we are ever to know the utter security of love...of the love we have and have always had within us, waiting to be used.
When we become willing for God to do with us as he will, we are freed from our own idea that we can get the kingdom on our own terms...and we know love.
Thank you.
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