How mistakes are made: By relying on our own memory or our own interpretation of a memory.
I've been very grateful that we haven't had a snowfall to speak of this winter...just like last winter, two years in a row, praise the Lord, I'm thinking.
I was reading my "God Calling" yesterday, January 22, and there in my very own writing, "'16 - great blizzard begins at 1 PM." Proof of my unbelieving the written word (no matter it is my handwritten word), I was certain "2016" was a mistake...that I'd mistakenly written "'16."
Imagine my surprise when I read on this day, the 23rd, and in my own handwriting, "'16 - already 15" here at 5:30 AM."
I make this point for my own sake. I think of the many times I've doubted someone's word because it didn't match up with what I "knew" to be true. The fact is, very likely both of us were misremembering the actuality.
Life is a learning lab for giving over...forgiving, in a word. Why do we fight being a forgiving person, being a giving-over person (especially in the ego-victory matters) when that...forgiving...is the yellow-brick road to happy, joyous and free?
Loose it and let it go. - somewhere in the Bible
Thank you.
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