"If you're lucky enough to have a spiritual awakening, you're lucky enough," to paraphrase a friend.
We can quit looking for the meaning of our life. This is the meaning of our life: To have a spiritual awakening and to pass it on. We cannot keep it alive without letting it go.
Which lesson I just learned yet again with Ruckus. We were playing his favorite game...I pitch his toy, he runs to get it, brings it back to me...then will not let go of it. I always tell him he has to let go or there is no game.
As I said that today, I realized that is life itself. We have to let go of all our toys or we have no life at all.
Our toys, of course, are our fears and foes, woeful whys and pitiful might-have-beens. The tighter we hold to them through blame and shame, the more they define our life...all the while we're begging God to take them. They are not his to take...they are ours to release.
Loose them and let them go.
Thank you.
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