God guides. Deep within each one of us is a knowing of a path of love. It is so closely embedded in our being that it cannot help but come through our being. It is the flicker of hope that resides within us keeping us from giving up. It is the slight notion of possibility giving us permission to imagine just a little longer. It is the presence of a power that we cannot quite put our finger on but somehow when we need it most, we can feel it. There was a time in my life when I would have argued that the idea of such a presence in me was ridiculous. Many a time I have felt nothing and certainly could not see any wonder in something inside of me. If I didn’t already feel like something was wrong with me then I only need pay attention to a culture that is saturated in fixing, changing, and molding individuals to acceptability and a specific standard. Religious, political, and educational institutions seem to thrive on being able to produce a product of a human being who measures up to some agreed upon level of acceptable being. Then there are the counter cultural institutions which rebuke this notion all together and subscribe to an overly individualistic way of being. How does one possibly decide which direction to go in? God always calls us back to the direction of our hearts. Therein lie the templates for full living guiding us in the direction of moment to moment experiences which measure us as our best selves. This may or may not meet other’s standards. This may or may not allow us to participate in the approval process of the world at large or small. I would rather have a sense of direction in my life where I can be just as I am, good or bad, right or wrong, messy or clean. A space where fluctuations from one state of being to another are understood. An experience of being led always to the reminder of love that we all are even if it doesn’t look like our conception of love. It took the breakdown of my world and everything I thought I understood about love and life to seek out a new direction. But day by day this is the direction that leads me to the peace of my soul and I never regret my seeking of the hand of God to direct my world. Even when all I can see are God’s fingertips.
Be Of Direction!
on July 1, 2016My prayer for us is the willingness to notice which directions bring us closer to the truth of who we are inside versus approval from the outside.
If God is guiding us in the direction of our hearts, how can God invite you to sit for a few minutes to discover the loving space of your heart that you may have not known is there? Share in the comments.
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