Okay, so you are cruising along, pedal-to-the-metal, doing your thing. You are free; no one can tell you what to do, as you are immortal. Restraints-be-damned as you are impervious to the frailties of your human brethren. *Tap, tap.*
I am different. The stuff that gets other people can’t get me. My story is different. I mean, I learn by their mistakes. I watch others fall, so I will not stumble over their obstacles. I deserve this, and I go for what I want. Let others get their own, but I gotta look out for number one right? No guts, no glo...BAM! POW! KA-BOOM!
God gets our attention.
I remember thinking this way when I was young and made of armor. A ten-foot-tall Green Beret who was bullet proof, that was me. Young and careless was the more honest description of my mental state.
However as I grew, I thought my age, and perceived maturity made me wiser. I was more in control. I thought that my wisdom offered me license to follow my instincts; my self-will mind you. I felt since I was not running with reckless abandon as I did in my youth, that “living for the moment”, was the same as “living in the now.” Indeed I was wrong.
Although we cannot control much of what occurs around us. We also cannot manipulate some of the blessings as well as catastrophes the universe bestows upon us. Yet we can surely manage ourselves and place us in a position to where the results of our choices align to smooth our path forward.
I have found that when I feel too much in charge, or perhaps the opposite of being completely untethered to the universe, I will start to receive subtle little “taps” on the shoulder to give me the opportunity to readjust my thinking. It is these times to where I need to check my compass and look for the lighthouse to keep me off the rocks. What keeps you free from the reef?
What is it in us that detaches us from our rational thought, from our intuition that something isn’t right, from the stuff our parents warned us about? Where do we choose to say, “The heck with health, security, love, self-respect, and trust”, and choose a “damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead” attitude? Often it is full steam into a wall.
From the person on a diet, who chooses the Reese’s Cups by the handful, to the person in a relationship who chooses infidelity, to the person suffering financial burden, who chooses another swipe of the credit card; what is it that allows us to justify the ends with the means?
We must however remember that all this comes neatly packaged in a lesson. The wise pupil should spend little time revisiting the same chapter. Sadly at times, we must fall and fall hard to get the enduring depth of our lessons.
Sometimes even the saints falter. At times, God will have to clip the wings of an angel to keep them grounded. Sometimes we need to be reminded that even though there is a lifeguard on duty, it is up to us to know our comfortable depths in which we swim, and to prepare ourselves with skills. If not, we take the risk of drowning, and hopefully our guard is not distracted when we sink below the surface for a time.
My final prayer to God for today to end this post: “As you see fit, please replace the feathers upon my friend’s broken wings.”
Soar high and safe my friends!