In pondering that, the meaning underneath it, I had to admit that my love of God is transient...it seems there's ever a new something a-comin' that my "I want" attaches to, calls itself a need, and I start down that wrong road again.
My wants have gotten considerably more sophisticated...they dress up as compassionate prayers for others a lot...but, hey, they're not obsessing about my weight today. As much.
I remind me that learning unto doing is another beware of the overly scrupulous we are warned of. If I'm not doing one hundred percent that which I've just learned about, I'm doing it wrong according to my ego Lucy, and that's just Lucy's way to stay in charge. There is nothing wrong with compassionate prayers for others, but I've come to accept that I'm better off keeping it simple. I pray that we all know God's will for us and that we have the power to carry it out, and that is all. Otherwise, my praying thoughts go haring off after the poor people of India, and don't let me start on Appalachia.
According to me, we pollute our world more with our thoughts of profit, possessions and payback, than with our plastic conveniences. We need not only pray for God's will, we need to do that which is in front of us to do...let our enemy off the hook while we try to figure out how to quit using plastic straws, for starters. When I get a glimmer of how to do either of those, I know and I show that God loves me.
It's not easy being green....
Thank you.
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