If I had to give You a human face, God — this would be it. It’s a Grandmother’s face. Da Vinci painted Mary’s mother, Anne, in the act of looking down at her daughter and grandson, Jesus. I’m a grandmother, too, God, so perhaps I’m biased.
You really do LOVE us, God. You love us JUST AS WE ARE . . . which is messy. Your LOVE pervades all of Creation. But we, being judgmental and fearful humans, don’t grasp this. So, Your Angels often begin speaking by saying: FEAR NOT!
FEAR NOT resonates with me. Every day I am given chances to choose: (1) do I curl up in fear . . . or (2) step into HOPE. Other choices: (1) Do I see myself as Under Attack by Enemies (sloth, germs, illnesses, addictions, terrorists, etc)? (2) Or do I see that — even under attack — I CAN CHOOSE TO WORK FOR POSITIVE CHANGES in MYSELF and in my Circles of Influence.
Hmm. Maybe the divide is even simpler than that, God. Do I have faith that You want to help me grow in all aspects of my life? Do I accept personal responsibility and then focus on my body’s fitness, my mental fitness . . . my emotional health?
Aaah, God! I would so much like to look at my family, friends and the world as Saint Anne is looking down at her daughter — as You are looking down at us.
Sigh. I guess this is an ongoing fundamental transformation, isn’t it, God? And it seems to begin with loving and accepting all the diverse (UNLOVED) parts of myself. My assertive Warrior Part wants to look outside me for Enemies. It wants to wage wars. Please, God, help my Warrior Energy turn INSIDE to help me stretch and grow.