There...an affirmation that spiritual understanding is counterintuitive. Commonsense is good, helpful and often true, but its well-hidden value is akin to a backseat driver. It whispers a possible path toward our inner sanctum, then leaves us undecided, wondering...was that odd or was that God?
We neither ignore nor deride commonsense...it's our pony to ride in the dailies of life. I don't doubt that is why we were given commonsense...to simplify making a decision is one good reason. Go for a walk with a storm brewing? Sans commonsense, we're just as likely to chance it as not...then rue our rotten luck when we get scared silly by a nearby lighting strike...not to mention soaked to the skin.
Our inner sanctum, though, is our sliver of gold...our go-to that has little to do with our reasoning mind. We come to believe, and it is most often by looking back that we can come to believe, that we are protected from the vicissitudes of our own best thinking.
That protection invariably arrives looking like another Oh, no! It rarely, if ever, is the best that we had in mind, yet further proof that we cannot second guess God. What we get is what God gifts us...even as our fear is doubting the goodness of God.
Our gratitude is for our realization that nothing turns us to God faster than fear. We get on the other side of our fear of the Oh, no! by walking through it, and we find the sliver of gold turned to the pearl beyond price.
My original belief that the worst thing that could ever happen to me turned out to be God's will, God's way...and the best thing that could ever happen to me. That's my Rock, and I stand on it...happy, joyous and free.
Thank you.
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