Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
An old phrase yet so descriptive of issues that float through my mind. What is here, that can be gone tomorrow? We all could go with an outstanding blow... we don't know, do we?
An often posed question: “Why do bad things happen to good people?” I've heard this question many times over the years. It's not like I know something and want to brag. It's more like a revelation that, when remembered, brings me peace and a measure of faith.
A verse from the Christian Bible states that God causes the rain to fall on the wicked and the righteous. Whether or not you enjoy rain is not even a consideration... you get it just the same. With the verse in mind I thought, well, so car accidents, cancer diagnosises, airplane crashes, falling buildings, earthquakes, and everything else might be shared as well. How can that be? Isn't that stuff only for the wicked?
There's an abdominal spirit that arises in extreme crisis. Call it what you will but once I read about “The Comforter” who would teach me all things... life changed for me. I ventured to think, maybe bad things happen to good people, so bad people can observe something they need; or good people receive a piece of faith that they needed. For me only God has the right to judge anyway. So, really none of this matters; it's all vanity. Men and women deciding who is being 'punished' with an earthquake, etc. Presumptous?
I look at the state of the world, the USA, my own home state, and wonder how much longer will humanity exist. Humanity as in freedoms bestowed by God. How far we've allowed governments to stomp all of that into the ground. We've had a lot of help being distracted from important issues.
The wonderful thing about this is... you can completely disagree. You are under no obligation to think, speak, feel, act, or write as I do. I only offer a lesson from the dandelion. “I may be here today, gone tomorrow, but somewhere there's a seed that keeps going. A seed of hope, love, charity, and immeasurable faith.” Just think of how difficult it is to rid your yard of dandelions!
I'm through shaking cobwebs from my mind. Thank you.