Light

It's all about perception and how we look at things. I found a poem this week by L.R. Knost that I really like. It goes as follows:

"Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world.

All things break. And all things can be mended.

Not with time, as they say, but with intention.

So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally.

The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you."

Thus again it is pointed out to us that it is our light that fills the world. So when we get up each day do we connect with our light and ways to show up in our greatness or do we show up in our pity potty or our whiny small self. It is our choice but I haard once said that the light of the stars are actually holes in the sky where our light shines through. I do however always try to take it a step deeper. I get caught up in my self-doubt and my rabbit holes and my dark nights.

When I come to a place in which I don't get a clear connection with the Divine self-doubt grows. I am more stuck with the other side of all that i must do to achieve balance. It just seems so much easier for me to recognize the most amazing light you shine just by being you. Wait a minute you reply..........You are the same way.

I remind you all the ways that it is not true. How could I be anywhere but in my smallness of life? How could I be made in the image of the Divine? That might mean I have magnificence in just being who I am. How strange that is and how hard do I work to cast aspirations on that belief. It is just that I've been lucky for someone really doesn't see who I really am. They are wearing glasses that see more than I really am.

So my daily internal fight continues between the Divine side which knows we are always on the path and I am always complete versus the ego side who can't believe anyone listens to me as I prattle on. The differences between the two sides can occur within an instant and often is much like a ping pong ball bouncing off all the surrounding walls.

Meanwhile I have given sermons on a Sunday during which spirit flows freely through me. I let go the my Divine words as I give my talk. The moment I'm done I turn to my wife and say with doubt in my mind "How did I do?" It is said that all ministers go through a period of asking themselves "who am I to think I can do this?"

Yet I come to the end of writing a piece like this anhd I know that each of you are the special one that have shown up at this time to be the Divine warrior spreading love and the strength of God moment by moment. However it does mean we all have our Garden of Gethsemane within us when we ask our Heavenly Father what is ours to do. I think it is most important that we don't overthink the process. Again I've come to the end of a blog and all I can say "Just do it!"