Another spiritual conundrum: To my unfiltered ear, a person I am helping is running a scam on me...using my own words, ascribing them to another, all the while praising the other for the words.
I remember my stated desire to "wordlessly" bring change. I start by reminding me that since this is my interpretation, it is my interpretation that must change...or be elevated for now it reeks of judgment.
The thought floats that this is not mine to fix for this, too, is of God...followed by, it is not wholly ego to resist being played, that is the human condition. Then another floater...but does it matter what the resistance stems from? It is resistance plain and simple.
This is mine to make peace with inside my own self. Begin, as ever, with my thank you prayer. and I repeat to myself, This I give to God...this, too, I can feel gratitude for...this too is for my benefit.
Resist not evil...no matter how it decks itself out, no matter who delivers it, friend, foe or my own self...resist not with love and laughter is the always answer.
I am reminded of one of the nicest compliments I ever received. On my 45th anniversary, a recent newcomer said, out loud for all my world to hear, Nobody would ever guess you're an oldtimer. Brought a boatload of love and laughter to all of us, and I still hold that dear.
Thank you.
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