FEEL ANGST...LOVE AND LAUGH

I have a mean mind this morning. I am mentally chewing you a new one, and I feel utterly justified, you being the cause of my discontent. The trouble is that for every "you," there are half dozen names that mentally fit, but only one fits in truth...my own, of course.

The trouble with still more spiritual growth is it works. It's particularly troubling when I'm in a boxing match in my mind. I jab a mean thought toward you, and what you see is always yourself  sends an uppercut back. Gratefully, I've just run out of boxing metaphors. 

But I am reminded of the old adage, Pray for potatoes...grab a hoe.

The realization beyond the adage is: At some point we've got to put the hoe aside, and let God do his perfect work in growing those potatoes.

We can be reminded...and quote to others...all the wonderful spiritual axioms we know, but until we do them...and do them as we breathe, not after much mental caterwauling...then they are just so many pretty words. I think of mental caterwauling as hoeing those potatoes long after they've taken root. 

The great gift, that is God's Great Gift, is to realize we are caterwauling yet again and find our self smiling about it. 

It is not just right thinking, but the added love and laughter that gives us the key to let go and let God. 

Thank you.