Yesterday I learned again that nothing, nothing in this world and maybe the next, feels as good as facing down our dreaded self-doubts. Not affirmations, not nice compliments, nothing but our actions...our proof of God actions.
We're forever saying...knowing...that we must prove the truth we quote, as in, "God has my back," "God can and will intervene in my life in my behalf," etc. Ah, then we come up against a fear of whatever, and it matters not how small the whatever...if one scintilla of dread is there, there's our reasoning mind's Mount Everest. And p.d.q. we're quoting Nike, begging God to "Just Do It."
To prove God to ourself, we must prove God to ourself. And we'd best know "to ourself" is the key.
I'm guessing that it is not God doing our work for us, but us doing our work for God. I can't quote The Buddha exactly but he said something like "Mine is to inspire, yours is to do the work."
My yesterday's teeny tiny action proving God: I drove all by myself alone to a place I'd never before gone alone (and only twice with another)...I freely admit its people-packed immensity totally intimidates me. I took care of business and drove home. Silently praying Thank you, God, from the minute I set out till the minute I got home.
I have the indelible stamp, my proof of purchase, on my heart.
Thank you.
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