Sometimes my faith is enormous like I’m ensconced in a fluffy white cloud, floating above all the misery. Sometimes my faith is small, like me.
When all of this started back in the second week of March, I was terrified, mystified.
Weeks went by. We experienced grief.
Here’s where we are today:
Thoughts, beliefs, words are powerful things. I believe in the ultimate Goodness of God.
Acceptance isn’t the same as absolution. We don’t have to condone the stuff, we have to accept the stuff.
When I am 100% focused in this moment, my listening improves.
Pervasive and corroding, fear slithers in like a snake and weaves its way into the fabric of our everyday lives.
Fear prevents us from seeing how we can help. It blocks us. We can’t know where the need is because our compulsive self-preservation consumes us.
When we take this approach of being a community of people experiencing this together, we can shift from fear to responsibility.
We have Divine power, love, and sanity. Use these things to connect and encourage each other.
Performance-based self-love is ineffective and harmful. If we are to create a world full of peace, we must start within.