We walk through the fire of our imagining. We place blame...either out there on you or in here on me, both being ego on parade. We try to forgive...from "It wasn't all that important, forget it," to "Just get over your own self" which is about as good as our trying to forgive can get.
We finally break down and cry to God that we do not know what we do not know, we just want his will done in our life, starting with this "mess." Sooner or later we realize the problem, or our obsession with it, has been transmuted. From our toenails up, we know that whatever comes of it is for the benefit of all concerned.
We realize the hidden meaning of the promise, God can and will intervene in my life on my behalf, which is that God's intervention is always and ever on OUR behalf. There is no single winner.
It's a fairly rare occasion, though, when all concerned immediately realize the benefit to all of us. It may appear that I won...or that s/he won...and it may appear so for days unto years.
Because we are learning to live an attitude of gratitude, however, we live at peace with whatever the outcome appears to be. Imagine the surprise when we see what we thought was our own victory was not so much, that Gertrude reaped the real bennies. Ah, and we can accept that as our gift.
And then...and then...WOW...the pearl beyond price! We come to see that our loss in that "mess" was actually our victory in another area entirely. God has again intervened in our life on our behalf even when we did not know that it was, or that it would be, needed.
God knows our needs...stand on it.
Thank you.
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