This I believe: Each of us has a part in having brought this world to our Father...the current pandemic, the floods, fires, tornadoes, hurricanes, cyclones, mudslides, rockslides, waters and forests ruined with plastics, trash and garbage, animals destroyed by human ignorance and avarice, human dishonesty to friends and enemies, parents, relatives and self...all this and so much more rack and ruin we have brought to You. Often in the name of progress.
Ah, this, too, I believe: If we fail to perfect and enlarge our spiritual life through work and self-sacrifice for others, we cannot survive life's certain trials. -- Anonymous
Thank You, oh Lord, for the gift of insight that has led us to know or to come to believe unto knowing that You have ever handled this and worse...and handled it for our benefit. All that we, in utter despair, give to you will be returned to us for us, with hope in our heart, to walk through. Every step of the way learning Your way...or doing it again until we learn which is and will be as it has ever been for our benefit.
Remember Saint Augustine's prayer: "Grant what thou commandest and then command what thou wilt." There it is, and thank You.
Sidebar: We can think, we can say, we can shout, "Yes I Can" until our face falls off...until we realize that the I that can is not the I of me but the I of Me, it's just so many words. That doesn't mean it won't get done, sometimes it does (if self is still driving our bus), but I will be left feeling left. It is the spiritual lifting within our own Self into that hidey hole of our Father when it is that we are gifted with our freedom from self...free to do all things that are possible to God, namely, all things.
Thank you.
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