I had plans yesterday to have lunch with a friend when I would share (dump on her?) my deepening fear of dementia.
Quite often, plans are made to be broken.
My friend, feeling less than well, had to cancel...clearly, I had come to the time for taking my own "part"...of doing my growth work for me. I had so resigned myself to the fear of dementia that I did not remember my hard-earned alternatives...that God and I are responsible for me, my thoughts, and any and all glitches in my life, within me/without me.
I am the source of all my good and all my good does not often appear as good to my reasoning mind's eyes. I once believed that I am the source of all my woes, which I see now is the same difference.
Having been led to God, I am content being the source of all my woes from which has, did, will come all my good...I go to God a-grinning.
Thy will, Thy way.
Thank you.
Quite often, plans are made to be broken.
My friend, feeling less than well, had to cancel...clearly, I had come to the time for taking my own "part"...of doing my growth work for me. I had so resigned myself to the fear of dementia that I did not remember my hard-earned alternatives...that God and I are responsible for me, my thoughts, and any and all glitches in my life, within me/without me.
I am the source of all my good and all my good does not often appear as good to my reasoning mind's eyes. I once believed that I am the source of all my woes, which I see now is the same difference.
Having been led to God, I am content being the source of all my woes from which has, did, will come all my good...I go to God a-grinning.
Thy will, Thy way.
Thank you.
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