HE IS...AND THAT IS ALL

Those who practice their vitriol on others invite the vitriol of others, including their own....

That was my blinding flash of the obvious the other day, and it seemed so obvious that even as I noted it, I then forgot about it.

I see today that is the source of my resistance that I wrote about yesterday (Giving God a Giggle). I mentioned the fact that for the last couple years people have been walking up to me and flat out asking my age, that I just answered and let it go. Uh-oh. If I'm still remembering it even to note that I let it go, it is still there..."nesting" so to speak.

In the nesting time, I'd occasionally think about one or the other having asked my age, and I'd just mentally shake my head and move on. But it's in the "mentally shake my head" that the vitriol lives. Because, to my ego Lucy, the full sentence is "I'd just mentally shake my head in wonderment at such uncivil ignorance."

That mindset is what keeps the mental mud, the mental vitriol, silently flowing out, flowing in without my ever consciously being aware of it.

We are the source of our own woes...invariably, always, without fail. The problem being, the pettier the woe, the harder to identify...as in, the harder to put our own name on it. That is when ego gives birth to resentment and nurtures it until it finds a willing participant to attach itself to...who then gets the full blowback of our unacknowledged ire.

That is also when the majority of the time our ongoing search for still more spiritual growth bears fruit. (Remember that 51% is the majority of the time, but it doesn't hurt to aim a tish higher.)

Now I can consciously choose...do I continue to serve Lucy, rolling in the resentment, or do I stay with the Lord, thanking him for this opportunity for still more spiritual growth? Personally, I'm staying with the Lord, knowing full well Lucy's coming along if only for the ride.

The choice is never a one-shot deal...this may or may not be the last time I'll feel the need to write about this exact same incident. It makes no never mind to God, and knowing that, me either.

I do know, and I do know from my toenails up, that God just loves me...Lucy, too...whether Lucy is riding herd or I am showing forth his love. In all cases, he is with me, within me, without me...and that is All.

Thank you.