Good Morning, God!
I must say that Google is an amazing help to bad spellers — that being me. I use Google instead of a dictionary because in a dictionary — if you have the second and fourth letters WRONG — you can’t find the word you want. Aaah, but with Google you can! I was delighted, God, to have Google correct me on my spelling of heliconia.
It seems to me, God, that I have been corrected a bit more frequently than I like in the last few days. Mind, You, God, cleaning up mistakes is very satisfying. Having to acknowledge that I MADE them is hard. And, yes, it DOES make a difference on WHO it is that is “correcting” me.
As with most things, there are concentric rings of difficulty involved in being corrected. Being a semi-nonspeller from birth makes acknowledging that sort of error relatively easy — if embarrassing. Other errors or mistakes are more painful. Certainly, mistakes that effect other people are very hard.
I can’t imagine what it would be like to be a doctor who slips up in surgery and nicks an artery — or a nurse who gives a patient the wrong medicine. Or, just recently, a young man — racing — who crashes and kills a child. Sigh. Ah, GOD. How are we EVER to forgive ourselves for mistakes like that?
We want to be “good” people, God. We don’t want to hurt or harm others. And when it becomes clear to us that we have — what then? Oh? You seemed to have backed me up a step. You say that You are pleased when we do “A Fearless Moral Inventory” and have our mistakes become clear to us? Being willing to see — even to search out — our mistakes is a big step forward in growth. That’s a comforting thought. Thanks, God!