Good Day, God!
Thank You for Maintenance Workers! I have been putting trash in these sidewalk trash cans for years. But I never thought about how they got emptied or who emptied them!
Hmm. Well, YES, God. It takes real people to do maintenance work. Trash doesn’t just disappear over time.
And my Inner Trash bins are not going to empty themselves, either, are they!
Dang! That’s my job. Just like making our bed and brushing my teeth. And, just like filing or tossing my papers — I don’t like doing it. The thing is, God, that I can see the papers piling up . . . I can see the stacks of magazines growing. My Inner Trash is mostly invisible.
Oh, oh. I think I just heard You say that I could ask You for Help in Finding it, and Feeling it. Sigh! Papers and magazines are EASY compared to my inner trash. Inner Trash hurts . . . smells . . . has a nasty buzz to it. I really don’t want to touch it.
But, You say, IT’S TOXIC! OK, God. I hear You.
I will go and Center right now. Back again and oooh . . . most of my trash has been “compacted” and seems to be made up of “Judgments” . . . Yikes! What’s worse is that I have taken my “compacted judgments” and built walls out of them. Yes, YES! I hear You. “Do not judge that you be not judged!” During my prayer time, God, You took one of my Judgments and transformed it into Love for the person. Oh, that is so much better for my soul — and my health.
Let me say with Job (42:2) “I know that You can do everything,
And that no purpose of Yours can be withheld from You.
I hope that includes your purposes with me. All Praise be to You, God!