I had to face that my real problem was discerning whether I was experiencing serious physical illness or just physical discomfort. I don't suspect, I know this...not knowing which causes me anxiety. Anxiety, I'm grateful to be able to say without lying, is my gift to me. Just as realizing that fear is God in camouflage because nothing turns me to God faster than fear, I know anxiety attacks as my pearl for the same reason.
Turning to God puts our hands and feet in motion. Do something about something. There's my proof of purchase...words I heard nearly 50 years ago still give me the necessary push to move, to do the next thing.
A personal aside: I believe nothing stops forward movement like determining to do the next right thing. If we knew what the next right thing was, we'd have done it and be fretting about something else already. Making a mistake is not the worst thing; doing nothing while trying to decide what the right thing to do is keeps God out and ego pumped which is far worse...according to me. The suggestion is When wrong..., not If wrong... Or, as Rohr says, We don't get to God by doing it right, we get to God by doing it wrong. Who's kidding whom...why else would we go to God? I imagine doing everything right kinda precludes any idea of a need for God.
Back to me (of course): The great revelation for me was that in the midst of life's problems, no matter the cause, we must...and we can...continue to stay open to spiritual answers. To never stop seeking still more spiritual growth. Face it, when do we need the peace that passes understanding more than when we're tossed and turned by our own life? Now. The ever Now.
Love and Laugh. Ah, there be the peace that passes everything.
Thank you.
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