Meetings early this morning, wedding music rehearsal later--after that a 2.5 hour bus ride for a concert of Festival of Choirs at the Cathedral in our diocese. Just got home after a very long day, feel exhausted, but spiritually renewed. The Festival of Choirs was extraordinarily beautiful, hundreds of singers joined together from about a dozen South Florida counties. This was part of the celebration of the Jubilee Year of the founding of our diocese.
God is so Good. I got to witness many people's lives being affected, changed, altered, during this day. It was a day of Love and Peace, my favorite conditions (feelings) of humanness. Life is wonderful (for me) when I realize more fully the Oneness we are, all of us, with one another. The single huge reason for this Oneness is that God is within each one of us (Big Book p 55). Like it or not, that seems to somehow tie everyone together, in my opinion.
And what ain't...Ain't!
I can only know fully--about me. What was, I certainly know about. I'm pretty sure of what is, at least for me. And what ain't, that is sometimes difficult to ascertain. Of course, I do not know--really KNOW--any of "is, was, or ain't" about anyone but myself. When it comes to the performance of God's will, I cannot, must not, be a judge of another's actions or behavior. I can "like" it or not, but no gavel-pounding.
Back on the farm, OH! those were the days--those days I hated so much. I now look back on them with contriteness and awesome love. Anyway, the work horses always wore blinders, pieces of leather sewn or riveted onto the bridle or the harness shoulder pad. These blinders kept focus of the horse on the job at hand. I was always amazed how much more work got done, when a horse or a team could only see the way in front of them.
The same with me--you get it, right? When I allow myself to only see the path in front of me at any given moment, my work--in essence, God's work--will more likely be accomplished. Not exactly the same thing, but Coach used to say, "Keep your eye on the ball!"|
When a new guy is trying to talk to me, I am training myself (it works!) to give him my undivided attention. If I'm looking around for recognition, or simply to catch the eye of a friend, the Peep talking to me senses that immediately, every time. This is one of the ways in which God is allowing me to change. There are others...for future posts.
It is nearing 1 AM. When Peeps rise at 5:30 AM, they have a name for 1 AM. It's called "bedtime"...Good night!
Peacefully, and lovingly sober today, Peeps. OK