I had a powerful déjà vu when I sat down and began to upload this picture—as if in the past I had dreamed the sequence of actions I was taking in the present. Usually, that’s an awesome feeling but today it was so powerful as to seem a little scary. Anyhow, I just want to briefly say that, while looking at the roses my man planted for our family, I can’t help but be filled with awe and gratitude. Not just for the rose bushes but for what they represent. Over the last seven years my family has found our way to the peace that everyone deserves. While it’s true that we still face a monumental challenge as a family, we speak only words of positive energy over that impending challenge and gather strength to deal with it.
This beautiful little flower growing in my backyard says more than any human could ever muster about the power of God, our Higher Power, the Universe, whatever you call it. Don’t despair, fellow sojourner. There’s a power, a source of strength, ready to take on your life’s challenges. Just don’t give up before you find exactly what “flavor” of spirituality suits you best. Then, when you find it, trust it implicitly.
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Nice blog. Have you ever heard about the blind men and the elephant story as told by John Godfrey Saxe? It actually helped me understand God and truth a little better. Sort of like your "flavor" of spirituality idea.
Perhaps, I'll post the story on my blog.
Thanks! Well, I've heard the story but as a child so I'm not sure if John Godfrey Saxe had anything to do with that version. I've come to the realization that spirituality is like a fingerprint. Each person's path is divinely unique--such an individual experience that no one can tell exactly what it should look like for us.
I went back and looked over your blog, too. I'm glad to have this connection. I enjoy your writing.
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