SURRENDER TO WIN

It is always comforting to me, when I find myself at sixes and sevens, to listen to those around me. Almost without fail, the majority of them will be at sixes and sevens, too. Which reminds me that nothing is personal...our sixes and sevens may be caused by a full moon, it may be the weather, it may be the vibrations of our time...but it is not personal.

At times like these, I try to remember to not try to fix it, that it is not personal. It's simply the human condition presenting me with another chance to learn acceptance.

I'm a big believer in acceptance as the always answer. Unfortunately, actually doing it is fairly elusive. I find naming it "surrender" helps. Acceptance sounds so warm and welcoming...and that lends itself to trying to make that which we're resisting more swallowable...less true in other words.

Surrender on the other hand...who's kidding whom?  Nobody ever came to surrender feeling that this was a winning proposition. Acceptance and winner are more compatible in our own mind...or to our ego, more like.

Surrender shucks all our shields...which, for a fact, is the one sure way we're ever going to get to God. Feeling broken...not bent, broken...bloodied AND bowed. How are we to know that those broken, bloodied pieces are God's will...his to lovingly and tenderly pick up and put together again? How are we to know if we never surrender?

Give up the fight...it was not ours to begin with. Give to get...give up the thinking, the analyzing and get peace. In truth, that's the one thing we've ever gut-bucket wanted. It's the want that keeps us from realizing we already have it...that holds it off even as we pray for it.

Surrender to know...I am the peace you seek,,,ever and always with you, within you, without you.

Thank you.