I'm pondering this morning the 23rd Psalm's Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
What if goodness and mercy to God is my Oh, please God, no? Why not practice making this possibility true to me?
There seems to be big changes coming and right now occurring in my life. In this past year, twelve people dear to me have left, one is my boy Ruckus who has doggie-dementia...he is clearly readying to return home. There are signs (or maybe just my imaginings) that it may be time for me to pack up and move on. The political situation is bringing my idea of brimstone and fire...bottom line, what if my money runs out?
I am happy that I'm not running flat-out scared, but I am keeping my mind open to the possibles of it all. So it felt good this morning to see a better way to stay fret-free: I can invite God's interpretation of my oh-noes. Which does not mean think on them until I find an acceptable reason for them...that's just analyze-to-justify, or more walking the mind-maze.
To invite a better interpretation, to me, is to thank God for my life just exactly as it is right this very red-hot minute. Fearful thoughts are ego's weapon; gratitude is the mental balm that disarms fear...so get grateful.
Gratitude, God's better interpretation.
Thank you.
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