I wrote in my journal at 5:30 this morning: I have just read in Easwaran a new possibility...my fearful certainty of dementia may be rather my consciousness raised...'diving into the murky waters of consciousness' brought on by 'the haunting fear' that 'we may lose everything' [specifically, my mind]. Lord, hear my prayer...Thank You...Amen.
I have a blinding flash aborning: Living in the material world with our consciousness being lifted causes fear of the unknown because it is unknown. Trust...that's how we earn trust. The unknown must be welcomed through our fear...Thy will, Thy way is always for our benefit whether we realize it or not. That's faith on the hoof. I can let dementia be a fact in my life, if that be Thy will, and not be adversely affected by it [i.e., afraid] but be blessed by it. Faith turns me ever closer to conscious contact with the God of my own understanding...ah, one'd.
An old adage: Knowing nothing, I speak freely. A new promise: Living in faith, I need nothing more.
Thank you.
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