Life is a series of interchangeable problems and gifts...interchangeable because we often can't tell the difference. It's only by trudging all the way through to the other side that often we find we've mislabeled the problem and/or the gift. Which, by-the-by, is why we trudge with the Higher Power as our flashlight.
There will come a moment in time when our perceived problem is "fixed" in a flash...we know, we know we know, we feel safe, secure, at peace. The moment may pass into days...but then, whoa! Here's us, facing the same problem. Start trudging.
I bring good news...unbeknownst to us, this is our hidden gold mine.
This is the seed of the proof that the place upon which we stand is holy ground. The place where our faith takes root is in our moment of scared. Afraid that our fix was a self-driven wish, we turn within to our ever-aborning God...the One who is gifting us with understanding of Him and Her mysterious ways and the wonders It performs.
Showing us again that fear is naught but God in camouflage since nothing turns us to God faster than fear. When (not if) fear slithers into our imagining, without thought or hesitation we turn to God repeating our homemade mantra: Feel fear, know God is here.
A fairly cynical thought occurs: The chances are all of our assurances of peace on earth, and love and laughter, the only forever answer, will be tested until three days after we're dead. Well, what if? That will be if we're truly blessed for what else would turn us so consistently to God?
I feel like I've just been hugged by God.
Thank you.
A fairly cynical thought occurs: The chances are all of our assurances of peace on earth, and love and laughter, the only forever answer, will be tested until three days after we're dead. Well, what if? That will be if we're truly blessed for what else would turn us so consistently to God?
I feel like I've just been hugged by God.
Thank you.
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