Ye though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me....
Here's where I am now, feeling like I'm walking through the valley of the shadow of death...not to be overly dramatic about it. But this is where I have been and calling it the 80s...in fear, but a whole new and different feeling of fear. I accepted long ago that there are only two feelings from which all others flow...there is love and there is fear. If we feel good, love; if we feel not so good, fear. Keeps life and living it simpler.
I realized recently that the 80s is me, still finding reasons to get what I have always sought, namely, a man in my life to make me half of a couple.
It has become clear that this new feeling of fear wants a man for to be a go-between for me...a go-between me and my life. Someone to do for me all that I have ever done for myself and very well, truth to tell. But the 80s has a new way of thinking for me, and this, I'm seeing, is the crux of my nervous-Nellie belly.
The obvious just flashed: For what use is the Divine to us if we won't rely on it in faith?
Reasoning mind answers: This is me being me...working my way through my own stuff to get to the Divine within. If I could do it faster, I wouldn't because I might miss the main point...or just a few points, each of which, being Divine, is essential.
There! God loves me so much. He never leaves me wondering...for long. I take as long as I take, and he's with me every Step of the way.
Thank you.
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