Some less than wonderful news has come to me having to do with Edra, a relative of mine. I'd recently had lunch with her and her daughter, and she seemed a tish confused. I later asked her daughter if I was being overly concerned or was she as confused as I thought. Her daughter said that I'm right to be worried, that she is confused about everything.
Since her daughter lives out west and was only visiting, the idea occurred that I might be able to be of some help in keeping her up-to-date by going to visit Edra on occasion. Unfortunately, Edra is less than enchanted with me...she has had a hard, hard life and I haven't is her take.
So, I'm journaling this morning and getting all wrapped around my own control-engine (brain): Edra lives an hour away. I'd have to go via the freeway to get to her, I avoid the freeway in good conscience for the benefit of myself and others, she doesn't like me to begin with, she has a son who lived at home until six months ago and now lives in Peru, he knew this was coming and split, that little weasel, but she has no one in this area except me...what to do, what to do?
I just at random opened Joel Goldsmith's "The World is New" to p. 69, and read: Ultimately, we shall realize that any and every obligation -- family or otherwise -- is not our personal responsibility, but that of the Christ***. No demand will be a drain...if we catch the central point that the demand is not being made upon us, but upon the Christ, and we shall look upon ourselves as instruments -- transfer agents-- through whom our family, friends, or relatives are supported."
I can offer to do anything that I want without fear, doubt or dread...I just need to remember first to thank God for whatever his will may be in this. After all, he might have other plans entirely. He might want me to stay away...or he might want me to go live with her. (Let it be noted, we'd have some serious talks before that'd happen...so says my control-engine.) Either way, it's not on me, it's on the Christ within me.
That is where my focus will be now...and I do know I will be contacted.
Thank you.
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