According to me, our greatest block to realizing our own spiritual growth is our failure to pay attention. Unthinkingly inviting someone to go ahead of us at the grocery is a spiritual act. Forcing our self to do it is a self-determined objective...Miss Manners nice, but not spiritual. It's the unthinking that counts and at the same time causes our failure to recognize our angels among us.
Here's us, our ego longing to do the personal act that will have the "New York Times" writing about it/us...brass band on the march, flags unfurling in our honor. When, Lucy thinks, when we get that, then we'll be able to know, to trust, that God is on our side.
Ah, but it is our teeny tiny unconsciously loving acts that are our gold nuggets, the macadam of our life's journey. They are throwaways to our ego, too small to even note, all the while our very own angels are high-fiving all our Heaven in happiness for us.
The thing is...we don't want that to change. The not noting, that is, not wanting the brass band. That want will be with us until three days after we're dead, I'm guessing, but we'll die with a grin on our face. If we've done it right.
God is on our side. God does have our back. That we trust since God lets Lucy reign through love and laughter...thus showing forth God.
Thank you.
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