An Allamanda ca blossom

Good Day, God!

How wonderful it is that You want us to talk with You! I never fail to forget that I cannot earn your love . . . that Your love already embraces me. And not just me — but all of us.

No doubt that statement would be or IS judged theologically incorrect. But, I agree with the Right Rev. Desmond Tutu — that You seem to have remarkably low standards. Look at the folks Jesus hung out with . . . a terrible bunch of sinners. Ah my. I am one, too. As Saint Paul pointed out — ALL have sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God!

But, on to one of the things I wanted to thank You for!

A few weeks ago I was given an example of what Martin Seligman calls Learned Helplessness. After a day or two after this awareness, it came to me that I, TOO, was suffering from Learned Helplessness. (Most likely all of us humans suffer from it in one form or another.)

Once this realization — that I, too, suffered from Learned Helplessness — permeated my heart, I felt as if I had been set free! And I was free! All sorts of things that had been “pending” in my life began to get done. Or should I say that I began to do them. It was an amazing week, in which things got bought, a handiman was found, and things got done.

So, God, I’m wondering about this phenomenon. A friend said . . . sounds like you were just suffering from procrastination. I said well, I called it procrastination for years and nothing happened — but when I called it learned helplessness — a lot began to happen.

I’m feeling that there remains more to learn about this — a lot more to discover about culturally imposed limits and unconscious restraints! But, right now, I just want to say: Thank You!