As I have written recently, I have been experiencing a time of trial in the extreme...as in feeling pea green purple petrified most of the time with the possibility of more hanging fire. I know this has been my well-earned experience, necessary for my growth...spiritual and mental.
On the surface, it was all fear of dementia. A blinding flash of the obvious has hinted that there is a deeper cause...my job, before I ever start, is to quit digging.
There's the gift...the feeling of fear is not removed; realizing the presence of God is strengthened.
Not knowing, not seeking the answer, just letting whatever comes be from God for my benefit is accepting that I shall feel fear. The long-ago gift of I feel fear, God is here bears fruit...still, yet, again.
Trust. I get to put to use the trust I have, that I have earned through hard work, through harder earned faith, and grace. Probably in the reverse order.
Count on it...more will be revealed. Meaning more love and laughter are already in line, ready for my need.
Thank you.
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