My yesterday's blinding flash of the obvious, it is not what happened to us as children but how, even then, we chose to respond, expanded itself this morning.
I have forgotten how long ago that "everything happens by invitation only" occurred to me...at least forty, maybe forty-five, years ago. I have had that truth proved to me many times for which I am grateful, and I have learned the lessons. (Forgotten, too, but the lessons keep coming back if we keep moving in the right direction. There be the well-hidden gift of humility.)
It was my BFO of yesterday when I was shaken by my realization that I experienced anew the difference between knowing from my eyebrows up and realizing from my Soul.
We can know but until we realize, our knowing is pretty much talk, quoting a lot, reading more...and that is as it needs be. That's our tottering steps forward, looking to participate in the process.
When we realize, the hot air of talk is quieted, and our actions flow the proof. I can believe that, but my Now participation in the process will prove it. Another hard lesson a-borning: It is only when we realize, fully realize, that our Now sets the course.
If experience holds (and why wouldn't it?), I expect that my participation in the process originally will feel like "uh-oh, I've screwed up again." A hundred times out of a hundred that's how God's giftees have worked in my life...seldom have I overcome an egoic idea, wish or want-to, and promptly felt right good about it. They've come wrapped in rues, regrets and remorses, and there's the proof of purchase: An Oh-No! to us is a Yes! to God. According to me.
We must go beyond reason to love.
Thank you.
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