According to Fr. Richard Rohr, "It takes all of us a long time to move from power to weakness, from glib certitude to vulnerability, from meritocracy to the ocean of grace."
He's sure right about that...the better part of that "long time" is in coming to believe that that is going in the right direction. Who in their right (reasoning) mind would make the decision to move from power to weakness?
One of the "in" cries back in the day, when one felt hurt, slighted or wronged, was "I gave my power away." Talk about a paradox. For it is only in giving our power away that we find the peace of powerlessness. Which, we come to find out, is "the secret place of the most high."
I fell ill recently and am slowly recovering. My thoughts, feelings, attitude seem upside-down and backward...not to mention unfair, my once favorite hidey-hole which I'm less than delighted to learn is patiently sitting in wait for me.
So I said to God, "Blah, blah and blah; carp, complain and whine; and furthermore...."
And God replied, "Be not afraid, it is I."
Honest. Not ten minutes ago. I knew it to be true even as it came to me.
So here's my marching orders for the day: Upgrade my attitude...get grateful...shout hallelujah...laugh at myself...roll on the carpet with Ruckus...call a friend...giggle just for the sound of happy...rest in the certainty that I love, I am loved.
Thank you.
P.S. I just rolled on the carpet with Ruckus! God is sooo good to me.
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