dailydatewithgod

We all have rules we abide by, follow, put up with, and or break.  We have all heard the phrase, “some rules were meant to be broken.”  Some rules are hard and fast, others are contextual and flexible.  As kids rules feel confining and at times pointless.  We look for the black and white in the grey.  Some of find them and follow them religiously.  Others don’t find them and rebel against anything resembling a rule.  I would describe myself as a good two-shoes growing up.  My aim was to figure out the rules, and follow them as best as possible.  For me this meant safety.  Safety not so much in following the rules or because I agreed with them but safety because the powers that be would approve of me.  Following the rules was much less to do with seeing the importance and purpose in the rule and more about being seen by others as okay.  I often wonder how I would be viewed if those in authority knew what I really thought about their rules. My daily dates with God taught me about a whole other realm of rules.  The rules of my heart. These were foreign to me because they did not pop up like automatic dictums of behavior.  Rules of the heart are about being in the presence of the flow of life.  Rules of the heart are about using the courage within us to walk through uncomfortable things.  Rules of the heart are the steadfast reality of who we are no matter how rocky we feel on the outside.  Rules of the heart resonate within my whole system when I take a breath and allow the flow of life to move through me.  Rules of the heart are not about having answers but beating steady in the discomfort of not knowing. The greater question for me when I encounter a rule of the world these days is not whether or not following it will allow me to be accepted by others but will it allow me to stand in the courage to be who I am at my core in this moment.