The valley of the shadow of death is whatever we are resisting...and, face it, resistance is fear. Say that in our daily walking-around life, we realize that whatever we are fearing boils down to, plain speak, a hassle. It is what that hassle represents that brings fear on the gallop.
For instance, I just got a new car, and yesterday I drove it down the block to the grocer. Coming back I noticed something looked off in one of the the instrument panel thingies...which is as much as I know about it.
This morning my thoughts are on the gallop. I can state, flatly and assuredly, that when our thoughts are on the gallop, they have made the turn into foreboding, and ego is riding herd and/or hard.
Glory Be! Here come my angels to save my day. I am reminded that first thing I do is calm my thoughts run amok...turn them with a thank you which gives them over to my angels for pondering. And right off, there's a sliver of light, reminding me that resistance is the shadow, the foreboding thoughts that block our peace which is of God.
Resistance is the shadow...the shadow is the foreboding thoughts...foreboding thoughts block my peace...my peace is of God...which is God...which resists not but loves all.
In place of my resistant thoughts to my completely undriveable new car with its unfixable instrument thingie with all the insurmountable expenses that will entail, I can call Seven On Your Side.
Better, I can know that no matter how bass-ackward that new car may be, all the hassles that it may bring to me, my peace in meeting those hassles will hone my entry into God's hidey hole within.
Best, I can enjoy the feeling of profound gratitude for this opportunity to sit and wait on the Lord, preparing myself to love and laugh at his having already intervened on my behalf here, now and ever.
God is so good to me...to us.
Thank you.
In place of my resistant thoughts to my completely undriveable new car with its unfixable instrument thingie with all the insurmountable expenses that will entail, I can call Seven On Your Side.
Better, I can know that no matter how bass-ackward that new car may be, all the hassles that it may bring to me, my peace in meeting those hassles will hone my entry into God's hidey hole within.
Best, I can enjoy the feeling of profound gratitude for this opportunity to sit and wait on the Lord, preparing myself to love and laugh at his having already intervened on my behalf here, now and ever.
God is so good to me...to us.
Thank you.
No comments:
Post a Comment