Acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing, or situation -- some fact of my life -- unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing, or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment. Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God's world by mistake. -- Anonymous
It helped me immeasurably when first I recognized that acceptance is a three-syllable word for love.
Then came the realization that the "immeasurable help" is a constant. It comes when I ask and let God define within me exactly what love means to me, to my peace of mind and without fear of what my definition might demand of me...as in, love it. Accept that which I feel any resistance to...accept it with a wholehearted thank you.
That is my problem with Gertrude today...it is not Gertrude, it is my reaction to Gertrude, to her resistance to me. I must needs let her resist me and love (accept) her and her resistance. With a thank you yet. A sincere thank you...um, that might come a tish later.
Ah, and here comes my ego Lucy With the Football whose bright idea is to just ignore Gertrude...or, who's kidding whom, best idea: Shun her...that'll learn her, dern her.
I'm guessing that's what Fr Richard means about still trying to learn how to love every day of his life. Isn't it learning how to accept (love) that which is? How do I do that, Lord?
Interesting to me...I accepted my macular degeneration upon diagnosis. I accepted my recent loss of hearing without resistance. But my perception of disrespect? No. I cannot, I will not accept this...I deserve rat-a-tat-tat and blah, blah, blah.
No wonder God loves me so much...needy calls to a loving heart.
Thank you.
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