The grace of God sometimes comes in the form of sorrow, and also sometimes comes in the form of personal pain. In the form of crash and burn as often...or seldom...as necessary for us to break our ego's hold. Actually, as often as necessary for us to break. To break from the unbeknownst to us fear that has been our ego's sword and shield.
I do not believe we have a choice in the matter for unless and until we go through the pain, the panic, the dark night of the soul, we reasonably believe our own image, i.e., that we are in control of our life. It is the reason in reasonably that brings down the curtain on our picture show.
When our dark night comes, eventually we are forced to surrender to whatever our worst fear is, known or unknown. That which we have for ever so long been guarding and girding ourself against has won.
It is in the acceptance of our fear, i.e., surrender, that our pain is transmuted and becomes the pearl beyond price. There. God's will in the form of pain...transformed into the great reality of God as love.
Acceptance is nonresistance...nonresistance is acceptance is love. Here's the hard slog: Living that. With God as our forever guide, that is still one hard slog. Accept that...or don't resist it.
Thank you.
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