THE TRUTH, GENTLY

Words have meaning. Sounds like a “duh” kinda thing to say but bear with me. Many speak of spirituality and God, of our connection to the “Father” and how God is everywhere, at all times, always available, wanting to and will solve all our problems if we will only trust in Him, immanent. Yet they live their lives at odds to these genuinely voiced beliefs, instead trusting in the world and man by their actions. Belief is only theory, a nice thought or sentiment, unless demonstrated by action and we cause ourselves much needless discomfort and pain when we fail to walk the way we talk.

So we pray expecting to receive, banishing from our heart the idea that prayer is simply a tool employed to weather the storm, to buck up our spirits, but is in truth a direct plea to God. That our good thoughts and intentions are meaningless unless we are willing to step out in faith and fly our flag as believers for all to see, losing our fear of the negative judgments that will be cast our way, for it is always easier to criticize and denigrate, for who is without blemish, than to stand in the light and be counted, so many wish to breathe free but choose to remain stifled for fear of ridicule or to curry favor.

Words have meaning, and we must mean the words we say, otherwise we suffer greatly at the hands of the adversary, free floating fear, the truth of our being becomes lost in polite sentiment, affirmations routinely recited with little feeling or honest belief, prayers said with no real expectation of relief. To thine ownself be true, pray from the heart, expect to receive a miracle for we live in an age of miracles, measure your words and strive to walk the way you talk. No one among us does this perfectly, and though perhaps trembling, what matters is that we do it to the best of our ability today, for today is truly all we have.