WORRY, TOO, IS OF GOD

Mary's prayer: Be it done to me, oh Lord, according to your will. 

My blinding flash of the obvious: My life is being lived according to Your will...whether I know it or not.

That BFO keeps coming back to me...my life is being lived by me according to God's will whether I know it or not. 

Shortly before that came to me, a different spiritual light flashed through me, and I knew it was God enwrapping me. I felt, I sensed, I knew God as my source, my love, my protector...my all.

I have not pondered, not analyzed, not thought a lot about it, but I have lived with a new sense that any and all things that come to me cannot be but for my benefit...no matter the oncoming appearance. That has floated free in and out of my thoughts...demanding nothing, just holding steady and true

Interesting to me is that has not kept my egoic mind from doing what it does whenever it wants, namely, worry, fret, and natter. Ah, with peace sliding in under the wire, allowing my Father to prove his promises: He knows my needs and fills them, he goes before me to make the crooked places straight, he can and will intervene in my life in my behalf, etc.

There. That's why worry, too, is of God. It's our humble invitation to God to _______________. He gets to fill in the blank, he knows our need.

Thank you.