In meditating on the 23rd Psalm, when I come to "Thou prepares a place before me in the presence of my enemies," I always stop and picture my enemies as ill health (me, on crutches looking like Lazarus in tatters emerging from the tomb), ego (me, looking like a broken-down Kewpie doll with too much rouge and an attitude), fear and anxiety (me, with sharpened knives as my appendages all turned inward). I let the picture of me become upright and crutch-less, pastel-toned, with flowers as my appendages...all melding into Our Lady into me.
This morning when I pictured my me-enemies, I did not change in my appearance, but each image had an inner glow.
I realized me just as I am, and not prettified in order to be acceptable because it is my insides that are my beauty...God's hidey hole, radiant and whole. Nothing about me, skin out, needs to be changed. It is my inner conviction that the Father and I are one that is being changed, deepened. I only need know it to show it ...and remain ever grateful.
Thank you.
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