Blinding flash of the obvious: I'm not asking you, God, I am trusting you...thank you.
I think I just sent a true prayer...ask for nothing, trust. The Father knows our needs.
Whatever comes to us appearing as unloved, debilitating illness, poverty, etc., we get to welcome in trust. To be feared for as long as it takes to kiss it on the lips and send it packing...in other words, to surrender in defeat, to rise again in acceptance. I feel fear, God is here.
The lifelong lesson learning is that it is the fear we send packing. We may be friendless, ill, flat broke, and most everyone has experienced those to some degree in our lives, if we've done it right, but the great and glorious news is God has our back.
With God, we walk through this that is appearing...the same as we have walked through as much or more and came out the other side smiling. Without God, we'd still be beating our breasts and wailing.
Together we are the incarnate hands and feet and body of God. -- Fr Richard Rohr
Thank you.
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