The thought had flashed years before about the possibility that everything we see in our reasoning-mind world might be a mirror image of God’s world…that left is right, bad is good, weak is strong, smart isn’t, etc. Because it was only an intuitive thought, I just kept it as my comforter. It became my hold-to truth when I read it was a sanctified teaching of two smart people, Rohr and Saint Paul.
Think about it. Doesn't this explain the dreaded future happening that turns out to be our piece of gold? Or the wondrous happening we're expecting that shows up as considerably less-than-wondrous?.
That teaching became the basis of my belief that in every ugly, bad, terrible occasion in life...and the worse the better...God's hand is in it. God's hand is there for us to cling to. It is God's hand that will bring us through to him, to his side of the Oh-No! that we perceive...to peace. Not our thinking, not our will...God.
And, who's kidding whom, my thoughts are never far from me. It occurs to me that my self-determined troubles are simply the result of my trying to fix what I perceive as “bad” or trying to cling to that which I perceive as “good.” The result of me relying on me in a word.
There it is...acceptance. Giving God the courtesy of letting him go first.
Thank you.
Thank you.
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