Blinding flash of the obvious: The rues, regrets and remorses that appear to my eyes are brought to me by my angels for me to see through Your eyes.
That, to me, is mirror imaging...the mirror image of God is my reasoning mind's take on what I'm seeing transformed by love...loving, or accepting, what I'm seeing rather than fearing it, resisting it and calling it bad.
The mirror image of God and God's ways sings to my heart...it is my song. I have no idea if "my song" is the "true" way of the mirror image of God, but it is my true way which takes care of a lot of my head judging...in other words, gives me peace. That's close enough to perfect for me.
As to those rues, regrets and remorses...why not let them include the ghostings (which people of the age of 80 call rejection) that come and feel so personal? I can so I do believe they are being brought to me by my angels for me to see through God's eyes. In a new light. To change my focus. To change my mind. To love. To resist not. To love...and laugh.
You get a better outcome when you don't judge. --from a beautiful story about a pit bull.
Thank you.
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