Good Evening, God
More and more I am becoming aware of how little I know. This is progress. Sigh, so much of my life has been lived in the realms of Certainty. THIS is RIGHT. THAT is WRONG. Oh, my . . . oh my. . . such certainty. And the trouble with “knowing one is right” is that it makes it just an easy step or two to INSIST on that “right” being done. Just a step or two more until violence is justified. This is the violence of the majority that the Bill of Rights sought to limit.
But, enough of the Body Politic. Let me go back to my individual world. I am still wanting to share . . . but, I am more aware of my need to respect the views of others. Respect now seems the very foundation of Love. You have given us that kind of loving respect in giving us free will. The freedom to be wrong. The freedom to mess up. Trusting us to an amazing degree. It is scary.
As I pray I am focusing more on wanting Your Will to be done IN ME. I think of my loving husband. And my need to exercise more control over my tongue. But that’s not all. It is all about HOW I chose to exercise my free will and personal responsibility. And, I’m realizing that it is foolish to expend energy on regret and worry . . . or on judging. Especially, judging!
Bless BLESS, and do not curse! Now I am beginning to see that judging is a form of cursing. Even if we are not near the people we are judging — I believe it has a negative effect on them. Sort of a solidifying effect. Making it even harder for them to soften. YIKES! It has that same effect on ME as I judge!
So, more and more when I pray — I am asking for healing for myself. Asking for a cleansing for myself. Asking for compassion for myself. Asking for healing and compassion for all my fellow human beings as we struggle to live in Your Light and in Your Love. And as we relax and trust enough to let that light and love shine through us.
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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