THIS, TOO, IS OF GOD

There are many of us who are deeply concerned about the state of the air we breathe, the water we drink, the rain that falls, our very atmosphere. And rightly so, according to me.

But there's more to pollution of the atmosphere than that. My very first spiritual director taught that we need to arise early, before the world has begun its daily hustle, before the air is trashed by drivers with road rage and fearful pedestrians dodging them. On arising as our feet hit the floor, say our thank you. And it doesn't have to be a thank you for any conscious reason...such as I'm still standing or breathing or whatever...just an in general thank you, the shortcut to acceptance of what is or is to be that day.

I have followed her directions for lo these many years, and I know I am the better for it...both inside and outside my human form. We often read warnings from well-known philosophers, writers and such about the need to guard our thoughts for they determine the quality of our lives, and I believe that to be true.

What I am finding in my today's world is the need to not turn away from the news, ostrich like, but to be ever conscious...to remind myself often and often...that this, too, is of God. Just because it looks less than wonderful to my eyes only means I need to raise my eyes. Long-ago lesson: Don't try to get God to see through our eyes, lift our eyes to see through his.

There is nothing and nowhere that God is not available to and aware of...know that, trust that. Then we can rest because the battle is not ours, it is God's.

Thank you.