Daily Reprieve

From Today’s Daily Reflections;

Where humility had formerly stood for a forced feeding on humble pie, it now begins to mean the nourishing ingredient which can give us serenity.  (Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, page 74)

How often do I focus on my problems and frustrations? When I am having a “good day” these same problems shrink in importance and my preoccupation with them dwindles. Wouldn’t it be better if I could find a key to unlock the “magic” of my “good days” for use on the woes of my “bad days?”

I already have the solution! Instead of trying to run away from my pain and wish my problems away, I can pray for humility! Humility will heal the pain. Humility will take me out of myself. Humility, that strength granted to me by that “power greater than myself,” is mine for the asking! Humility will bring balance back into my life. Humility will allow me to accept my humanness joyously.

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It seems that my life and these writings are running in a supernatural parallel.   I have lived too long dominated by fear and it has kept me locked up inside.  What is it like to walk this earth in serenity?   What do I need to do?  I just ask and keep on asking until I find God’s open door unlocked by a key forged in the depths of my heart.  Is this true?

I’ll take this challenge and ask for this humility.  I want to come outside of myself and live.  The song lyrics form Neil Diamond’s JLS music just came to me.  My heart spoke the “Dear Father” and I was answered with the “Be.”  I was so starving, and this is good food.  I pray that you to will be filled in the asking.

DEAR FATHER
Dear Farther
We dream )))
While we may
Who are we to need
We need ))
While we wait ))

BE
Lost
On a painted sky
Where the clouds are hung
For the poet’s eye
You may find him
If you may find him
There
On a distant shore
By the wings of dreams
Through an open door
You may know him
If you may

Be
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
While the Sun God will make for your day
Sing
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the one God will make for your way

And we dance
To a whispered voice
Overheard by the soul
Undertook by the heart
And you may know it
If you may know it

While the sand
Would become the stone
Which begat the spark
Turned to living bone
Holy, holy
Sanctus, sanctus

Be
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
While the Sun God will make for your day
Sing
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the one God will make for your way

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