When we pray God give us this, keep that away, lift us over, around another, we stay stuck in our own rational perceptions. Our great glory is unimaginable to us. If we can conceive of it, it's not of God, according to me.
It was on this day in 1999, per my note in that same little book, that I saw the condo I wanted...and twenty years later, I'm still here. The many and various gifts...good unto glorious and not-so-good unto Oh No!..that have come to me these last twenty years are God's forage, and they have fed me well.
Ah, but it is in looking back that I see both good and no so much are from the same gold mine...the glorious and the Oh Noes in the main have been inner revelations brought from outer happenings. They have been gifts I neither sought nor expected. I see and say today, the Oh Noes have been my payload.
The good unto glorious we just speak our gratitude, write our thank you notes, and feel humbled if only a tish. The not-so-goods, etc., we go within and dig, looking for the decision we made based on self that has placed us in a position to be hurt.
We dig as deep as we need, taking comfort from our decision for the spiritual. With that as our guide, we know that this is for our good...this egoic ugly, unfair, unjust, etc., will prove to be our pearl. And invariably it does.
It reminds me of the story about the boy happily digging in a room filled with manure...he knows with all that manure there must be a pony in there somewhere.
God and gratitude show up in love and laughter always and all ways.
Thank you.
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