ON SHARING SPIRITUAL GROWTH

So here's me recently:  I'm sharing my personal "golden rule," I just try not to be as nasty as I want to be, which is a Henry Mitchell quote from his column in an early '80s "Washington Post."

The generic Gertrude, sitting near me, is clearly anxious to share next. 

Her share, "I had to talk with a jerk yesterday and believe me, I was as nasty as I wanted to be." 

Pondering that, my first thoughts were: She has over 30 years seeking still more inner growth, her share was virtually purple-tinged with contempt, her mentor was there listening, and she showed not an ounce of regret. Plus, her pride-in-self was all aglow. 

My very delayed second thoughts: I am smack-dab in the middle of mentally doing to Gertrude just what I'm judging Gertrude for doing. Here's me, with a lot more than 30 years of seeking still more spiritual growth, my thoughts all wrapped in contempt, pride snidely grinning, Himself here listening...and I'm just beginning to feel regret waiting in the wings.

My old standby plays: Hard ain't it hard, Lord, loving you. To which, commonsense responds, It wouldn't be so hard if I'd do it like I talk it. 

This morning, I consciously give my friend Gertrude a mental hug. Then I remind me with my thank you that this, too, is to be loved...not to be forgotten or hidden but to be sown. How-not-to must be shared as well as how-to...it is all spiritual growth. 

This I believe: Most importantly, whether or not we know it, throughout this mini-mental-quagmire, God sees it all with love and laughter. 

Thank you.