Looking back, it is beyond humbling to realize how much of my life has been ruled by slight provocations...that those have been the determiner of many of my life choices.
It is humbling but also enlightening because many of those self-provoked life choices have served a good purpose...mostly in a way I would never have picked on purpose.
Fr. Richard Rohr in his Daily Meditation today puts it perfectly: "God is humble and never comes if not first invited, but God will find some clever way to get invited."
God's clever way to get invited usually grows out of a slight provocation...like, say, my pushback at you when you're being me. That is provoking. I forget my golden rule, i.e., try not to be as nasty as I want to be, and I be as nasty as I want to be. Ah, the ego-victory cycle begins.
It is often only in looking back that we can recognize the perfect outworking of many of these self-ginned cycles. The eye opener is realizing that it was when we lost (gave in, gave over, agreed...lost) that in truth we had won. Often the other became a dearer friend, not always but even when not, we learned a priceless lesson. (I love that a priceless lesson is all about me...a good lesson is about you...interesting, blah, blah, blah.)
Never curse the quirks of God...at the end of the long and winding road, we find those quirks were for our benefit. Start out believing that, and the road is shorter, straighter, easier in the trudging of it.
Thank you.
Fr. Richard Rohr in his Daily Meditation today puts it perfectly: "God is humble and never comes if not first invited, but God will find some clever way to get invited."
God's clever way to get invited usually grows out of a slight provocation...like, say, my pushback at you when you're being me. That is provoking. I forget my golden rule, i.e., try not to be as nasty as I want to be, and I be as nasty as I want to be. Ah, the ego-victory cycle begins.
It is often only in looking back that we can recognize the perfect outworking of many of these self-ginned cycles. The eye opener is realizing that it was when we lost (gave in, gave over, agreed...lost) that in truth we had won. Often the other became a dearer friend, not always but even when not, we learned a priceless lesson. (I love that a priceless lesson is all about me...a good lesson is about you...interesting, blah, blah, blah.)
Never curse the quirks of God...at the end of the long and winding road, we find those quirks were for our benefit. Start out believing that, and the road is shorter, straighter, easier in the trudging of it.
Thank you.
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