ME AND GOD'S SENSE OF HUMOR

Wow. I just reread yesterday's blog and reminded myself I wrote it in the early morning...because yesterday afternoon I got quadruple slam-dunked by a friend who shamed, blamed and disrespected me up the gump-stump.

My interpretation of the Easwaran quote never entered my mind: i.e., "...give no credence to incoming blame, shame, disrespect, or hostile humor...give out respectful silence, starting in my mind with the first aborning thought." I must say I was less than respectfully silent, calmly accepting the incoming, but I get to give myself points for not responding in kind and for not being as nasty as I wanted to be.

Until this morning when I reread my yesterday's post, I had not thought of it again. In fact, I had been borderline regretting my "less than calmly accepting the incoming."

In the rereading, I was reminded that for me less than calm but not as nasty as I want to be is my road toward still more spiritual growth.

My scrupulosity defect will ever (apparently) tell me I failed 100% because I did not succeed 100%. That defect is my ego's sidekick...its give-up-spiritual-growth road to ego on parade. I loose the worry of it by just seeing it and saying it.

Another example of God's hand in it...I just noted that the last word of yesterday's post was "Uh-oh." Specifically: "...return God's love by doing God's love. Uh-oh." Don't tell me God doesn't have a sense of humor.

Thank you.