Over the past couple weeks we’ve reviewed the different Truth Tools. I hoped they’ve helped you as much as they’ve helped me. I also hope you’ll share your stories about using the Truth Tools with me. Just email me at smillsjohnson@gmail.com.
But before we move on to other things one last reminder about the Truth Tools. They are not, in and of themselves, the saving factor. They are simply tools that can help us move out of the Pit of Illusion and into the Realm of Truth where we can better receive the divine help we need to grow and change. When we use the Truth Tools to rid ourselves of vexation, we put ourselves in a position to better hear the whisperings of the Spirit and to be guided by our Father in Heaven, Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost. They are the ones who save us. They are the ones who work the mighty change upon us that is called sanctification. They are the ones we should look to and worship in our quest for Eternal Life.
Recognizing that the Tools are merely a help and that real salvation comes through Jesus Christ helps us keep our focus on what really matters. Jesus Christ is our Savior. The Tools are simply a way to bring ourselves to Him.
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Thursday, September 23, 2010
Monday, December 10, 2012
Salted and Swaddled
During Biblical times
babies were swaddled, that doesn't mean they were simply wrapped in a blanket. Swaddling was a ritual done for all legitimate babies born to married parents and included several steps including the salting of the baby. An illegitimate baby could not be salted or swaddled.
The swaddling was
done by first placing the washed baby diagonally on a swaddle cloth. The infant
was then rubbed with a small amount of finely powdered salt mixed with olive oil. The cloth was then brought
up and over the baby’s arms, legs, and torso. Next the end of the swaddle band,
made by tying together strips of linen cloth about four or five inches wide and up to
six yards long, was held under the baby’s chin, then wrapped up over the
forehead and then around and around the infant all the way down to the feet keeping the limbs straight.
During their betrothal time women made the swaddle bands out of fine linen and embroidered them with emblems of the tribe of Israel they belonged to. After the baby was salted and swaddled the parents would pray that the child would grow to be upright and
righteous and that he or she would never walk in crooked paths, but
would serve God. There is some debate about the reason swaddling was done, but according to the law of Moses all sacrifices were accompanied by salt and therefore salt is a symbol of covenants. The explanation I like best for swaddling is that the baby was salted and swaddled as a reminder that the child was a covenant child born into the House of Israel.
Whatever the reason in another place in the Bible a
swaddled baby is a metaphor for a legitimate child that is loved and properly
cared for. Ezekiel says, when chastising Israel, “Thy birth and thy
nativity is of the land of Canaan; thy father was an Amorite, and thy mother an
Hittite. And as for thy nativity, in the day thou wast born thy navel was not
cut, neither wast thou washed in water to supple thee: thou was not salted
at all, nor swaddled at all” (Ezekiel 16:4).
In
other words, Israel
is so wicked they have become illegitimate children. They have chosen to
be children of the Hittites and the Amorites (children of the world)
rather than be legitimate
children of their God who would have swaddled and loved and
cared for
them.
I love this small
detail about Mary swaddling her baby because it tells us so much. First of all
it gives us a glimpse into the heart of Mary who cared for her child in the
best possible way. To us Jesus Christ is our Master, our Savior, our
Protector, but for a time to Mary He was a dependent child. That is a
relationship no one else will ever share with Him.
But there is
something else. Of all people, Mary and Joseph knew the significance of this child and the
circumstances concerning His conception. They knew that despite the rumors and
hatemongers this child was legitimate and so by swaddling Him they proclaim to the
entire world that this baby is God’s legitimate Son.
One can only imagine
what Mary thought as she wrapped Him. From the moment of the miraculous conception,
if not before, Mary must have sought for any information about the fate of this
child. There were many prophecies, and Mary must have hung on every word the
rabbis and others said about the coming Messiah. She must have asked questions
and in the answers would have discovered the terrible fate that awaited her son.
Therefore, as she salted the baby did she think of the fact that this child would be the sacrifice for all sin? Did seeing
him wrapped tightly in the bands of birth make her think of the shroud of death
that would some day cover Him?
Whether she thought about
any of these things or not, the bands Mary swaddled her Son in remind us of
the day He was wrapped in burial linens and placed in a tomb. He was born to die for us, and by so
doing He “swaddled” us, proclaiming us His legitimate children and providing a
way to take away our “crookedness.” But most important, Jesus Christ has changed our burial linens into the swaddling
bands of new birth.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
The Gift of Myrrh
Another royal gift given to the baby Jesus by the Wise Men was myrrh.
Like frankincense, myrrh is harvested by cutting into the trunk of the
myrrh bush and letting the wound bleed. The sap that oozes out hardens
and is then picked from the tree and used for perfumes, incense, and
embalming. The principle species is Commiphora myrrha, but a related
species Commiphora gileadensis is referred to in the Bible as the “balm
of Gilead.”
The word myrrh comes from the Aramaic word murr which means “bitter.”
Hundreds of years before Christ, myrrh was used and valued for its powerful fragrance. It was also used to heal wounds, but the most famous of its uses was that it was the principal ingredient in ointments used in embalming mummies in Egypt. At the time of the Savior it was used in Palestine to anoint dead bodies in preparation for burial. Because of all these uses, myrrh was often as valuable ounce per ounce as gold. As a matter of fact, sometimes the price of myrrh rose higher than that of gold.
The most interesting thing to me, however, is that the myrrh bush has long, spiky thorns. Thus the myrrh branch foreshadows the crown of thorns placed upon the Savior at the time of His death. The gift at his birth was a symbol of His royalty—The King of Kings. But at the same time it reminds us that at His death the soldiers would reject their King. Instead of crowning Him with gold and jewels they would crown Him with thorns.
Thus myrrh is a symbolic reminder that this Royal Baby would suffer and die for us.
The word myrrh comes from the Aramaic word murr which means “bitter.”
Hundreds of years before Christ, myrrh was used and valued for its powerful fragrance. It was also used to heal wounds, but the most famous of its uses was that it was the principal ingredient in ointments used in embalming mummies in Egypt. At the time of the Savior it was used in Palestine to anoint dead bodies in preparation for burial. Because of all these uses, myrrh was often as valuable ounce per ounce as gold. As a matter of fact, sometimes the price of myrrh rose higher than that of gold.
The most interesting thing to me, however, is that the myrrh bush has long, spiky thorns. Thus the myrrh branch foreshadows the crown of thorns placed upon the Savior at the time of His death. The gift at his birth was a symbol of His royalty—The King of Kings. But at the same time it reminds us that at His death the soldiers would reject their King. Instead of crowning Him with gold and jewels they would crown Him with thorns.
Thus myrrh is a symbolic reminder that this Royal Baby would suffer and die for us.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Caged No More
| "Fighting Truth"© by Patrea Johnson Heath |
Years ago D8 sculpted this statue for me. I love it and keep it in a place where I see it often. It is a constant reminder of the vexation that makes life so miserable and how easy it is to avoid unnecessary pain by Living in Truth. In her sculpture the Pit of Illusion is portrayed as a jail cell, and the person inside is desperately fighting against the bars of the prison trying to get out while behind him the door to the cell is wide open.
Those of you who have read Good News! for awhile already know what this is about. When we fall into the Pit of Illusion life closes in on us and we feel as if we are in a cage that we desperately try to break out of. We bang against the cage bars (fight against Truth!) until we are bruised and broken. We shout for help, but hear no one coming to help us. In those claustrophobic times, life seems so dismal, but the problem is not the cage. The problem is that we are fighting against iron bars (Truth) that do not and will not bend. But if instead of spending our time trying to bend iron bars, we step back and accept the fact that the unbendable bars are there, and focus on what we can do inside those bars,
everything changes.
everything changes.
If we take a step back, take a deep breath, and ask, “Is it true that this cage is ruining my life or is my pain coming because I’m fighting against this cage?” we begin to realize there are a lot of good options available to us. We can sing. We can dance. We can breathe in the wonderful aromas that waft through the cage. We can even reach through the bars and touch others. We can. . . well you get the picture. Despite the cage, the Truth is that there is still so much to enjoy and to do.
But the most amazing thing about accepting Truth is that when I step back
and concentrate on finding ways to “enjoy” the situation in the cage instead of fighting against it,
I suddenly notice that Someone has been standing there all along holding open the door.
All I needed to do was stop fighting against the Truth,
turn around, and walk through the door.
and concentrate on finding ways to “enjoy” the situation in the cage instead of fighting against it,
I suddenly notice that Someone has been standing there all along holding open the door.
All I needed to do was stop fighting against the Truth,
turn around, and walk through the door.
I hope you find cage doors open today!
Friday, December 16, 2011
The Gift of Myrrh
Another royal gift given to the baby Jesus by the Wise Men was myrrh. Like frankincense, myrrh is harvested by cutting into the trunk of the myrrh bush and letting the wound bleed. The sap that oozes out hardens and is then picked from the tree and used for perfumes, incense, and embalming. The principle species is Commiphora myrrha, but a related species Commiphora gileadensis is referred to in the Bible as the “balm of Gilead.”
The word myrrh comes from the Aramaic word murr which means “bitter.”
Hundreds of years before Christ, myrrh was used and valued for its powerful fragrance. It was also used to heal wounds, but the most famous of its uses was that it was the principal ingredient in ointments used in embalming mummies in Egypt. At the time of the Savior it was used in Palestine to anoint dead bodies in preparation for burial. Because of all these uses, myrrh was often as valuable ounce per ounce as gold. As a matter of fact, sometimes the price of myrrh rose higher than that of gold.
The most interesting thing to me, however, is that the myrrh bush has long, spiky thorns. Thus the myrrh branch foreshadows the crown of thorns placed upon the Savior at the time of His death. The gift at his birth was a symbol of His royalty—The King of Kings. But at the same time it reminds us that at His death the soldiers would reject their King. Instead of crowning Him with gold and jewels they would crown Him with thorns.
Thus myrrh is a symbolic reminder that this Royal Baby would suffer and die for us.
The word myrrh comes from the Aramaic word murr which means “bitter.”
Hundreds of years before Christ, myrrh was used and valued for its powerful fragrance. It was also used to heal wounds, but the most famous of its uses was that it was the principal ingredient in ointments used in embalming mummies in Egypt. At the time of the Savior it was used in Palestine to anoint dead bodies in preparation for burial. Because of all these uses, myrrh was often as valuable ounce per ounce as gold. As a matter of fact, sometimes the price of myrrh rose higher than that of gold.
The most interesting thing to me, however, is that the myrrh bush has long, spiky thorns. Thus the myrrh branch foreshadows the crown of thorns placed upon the Savior at the time of His death. The gift at his birth was a symbol of His royalty—The King of Kings. But at the same time it reminds us that at His death the soldiers would reject their King. Instead of crowning Him with gold and jewels they would crown Him with thorns.
Thus myrrh is a symbolic reminder that this Royal Baby would suffer and die for us.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Merry Christmas!
It is late Christmas Eve and my heart is full. There is no way to put into words all that I am feeling. Not being able to do much, I’ve been able to ponder the incredible miracles that have come into my life this week. I now have a beautiful, big scar on my head that will serve as a life-long reminder of the birth so long ago that changed the world: A birth that allowed miracles to occur. That first time I opened my eyes after the surgery, I glanced around the room then closed my eyes again. It was a moment before the thought occurred to me, “I saw everything! I’m not blind!” And then I fell back into a peaceful sleep. It was awhile later that I came to and the extent of the miracles began to unfold.
I do not know why some prayers are answered so miraculously and some are not. But what I do know is that the baby born to Mary makes everything all right. It might not be in the exact way we want or wish, but it is always right. Jesus Christ takes our sorrows, our griefs, our pains, all of our hurt and changes it into something wonderful. I don’t know how. I only know He does it. This Christmas Eve I am more sure of that fact than of anything else in the world. He gives love, light, and life to all who will follow Him. My prayer this Christmas Eve is that all will see His light. It shines so very brightly whenever we open our eyes.
I do not know why some prayers are answered so miraculously and some are not. But what I do know is that the baby born to Mary makes everything all right. It might not be in the exact way we want or wish, but it is always right. Jesus Christ takes our sorrows, our griefs, our pains, all of our hurt and changes it into something wonderful. I don’t know how. I only know He does it. This Christmas Eve I am more sure of that fact than of anything else in the world. He gives love, light, and life to all who will follow Him. My prayer this Christmas Eve is that all will see His light. It shines so very brightly whenever we open our eyes.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Spring!
Yellow crocus are pushing through dark brown soil in my front yard. For me this is the visual equivalent of a delightful chuckle that interrupts a long silence or a spontaneous outburst of song among children at play. It is also a reminder that after the storms and chill that are so much a part of telestial life, there is always something wonderful waiting for us.
Spring is also a time that renews my hope and teaches me about my Savior. As Nephi taught, “All things which have been given of God from the beginning of the world, unto man, are the typifying of him” ( 2 Nephi 11:4). And in the book of Moses we read. “And behold, all things have their likeness, and all things are created and made to bear record of me, both things which are temporal, and things which are spiritual; things which are in the heavens above, and things which are on the earth, and things which are in the earth, and things which are under the earth, both above and beneath all things bear record of me” (Moses 6:63). While this is true all year long, spring intensifies the lessons. New pocking through the earth, brighter sunshine tickling my cheek, warmer breezes stirring the air, the promise of new fruit blossoming in the trees all remind me of grace and love and hope and eternal life made possible because of Jesus Christ.
Spring is the perfect time for leisurely walks in places where nature is my personal tutor.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Side-By-Side
When the Savior walked and taught upon the earth, He often gave the people visual images that would help them remember Him. For example, instead of simply saying, “I will help you,” the Savior told the people, “Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls” (Matthew 11:29). The people then knew what a yoke looked like. They saw one often, and saw animals yoked together working in the fields. After hearing the Savior tell them to take His yoke upon them, they would have thought of that every time they saw a yoke. Thus the image would serve as a reminder, something to help keep their hearts healthy.
I only see yokes in museums, and when I ask my students if they know what a yoke is, most of them don’t have a clue. Pictured here is a yoke for oxen. It keeps the oxen working side by side and the load that needs to be pulled is attached to the yoke so that the animals share in the work of pulling the burden. It is a beautiful image to remember—that when we are yoked with Jesus Christ he helps pull our load. (In my case, He often pulls ALL the load and me!)
Since I don’t see yokes on a daily basis to help me remember this concept, I’ve associated the idea with something I do see daily—my refrigerator. This may sound strange, but it works for me. I have a side-by-side refrigerator/freezer that work together to preserve food for my family. When I look at it, I think about myself working side-by-side with my Savior. I am never alone. He is always there. It reminds me that if I’ll just do my part of the job, the Savior will do the rest. We are in this together. How can I fail when He is helping me?
It is amazing how making an association like that can help you though a day. If the refrigerator image doesn’t work for you, associate something you see every day with something the Savior said and then let it remind you every time you see it of Him and His promises. You’ll be surprised what encouragement this will give you. That is one way to find “rest to our souls.”
Friday, November 18, 2011
Empowered
We’re now entering the week of giving thanks! Thanksgiving is my very favorite holiday—good food, good company, lots of love, and a reminder to be thankful.
I was talking to D2 today and she told me how she has been using the Truth Tool gratitude and playing the “But thanks. . . “ game all week and how it has made her feel so good. She told me several experiences and then exclaimed, “Giving thanks changes you!” I couldn’t agree more.
Thanksgiving is a great time to remember all that we have to be thankful for. It is also a great time to practice using the Gratitude Truth Tool. Instead of thinking, “Yikes, I have to cook dinner for twenty people!” give thanks and say, “Wow, I’ve got twenty people to love and who love me. How blessed I am.” Then notice what happens inside you. It isn’t just about a warm fuzzy feeling that comes. It is about the energy and empowerment that surges through you when you give thanks. Sincerely giving thanks is like plugging yourself into an energy source. It invigorates. It uplifts. It encourages. So give thanks and reap the benefits!
I was talking to D2 today and she told me how she has been using the Truth Tool gratitude and playing the “But thanks. . . “ game all week and how it has made her feel so good. She told me several experiences and then exclaimed, “Giving thanks changes you!” I couldn’t agree more.
Thanksgiving is a great time to remember all that we have to be thankful for. It is also a great time to practice using the Gratitude Truth Tool. Instead of thinking, “Yikes, I have to cook dinner for twenty people!” give thanks and say, “Wow, I’ve got twenty people to love and who love me. How blessed I am.” Then notice what happens inside you. It isn’t just about a warm fuzzy feeling that comes. It is about the energy and empowerment that surges through you when you give thanks. Sincerely giving thanks is like plugging yourself into an energy source. It invigorates. It uplifts. It encourages. So give thanks and reap the benefits!
Saturday, July 3, 2010
The Preacher Says to Rejoice
We’ve been talking about how rejoicing and being happy is a commandment and this morning I found an interesting verse about that. In Ecclesiastes 3:12-13 (Ecclesiastes means “preacher”) it says, “I know that there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life. And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labour, it is the gift of God.”
So the advice from the Preacher is that there is no good except to rejoice and to do good, and that we should enjoy the fruits of our labors. The ability to enjoy is one of the gifts God has given us! I like that, and it is a great reminder as we go into this Fourth of July weekend. God wants us to celebrate and to rejoice and enjoy.
So while I’m watching fireworks and enjoying the holiday besides rejoicing over our freedom and our country, I’m going to rejoice in a God who wants me to be happy.
Happy Fourth of July everyone!
So the advice from the Preacher is that there is no good except to rejoice and to do good, and that we should enjoy the fruits of our labors. The ability to enjoy is one of the gifts God has given us! I like that, and it is a great reminder as we go into this Fourth of July weekend. God wants us to celebrate and to rejoice and enjoy.
So while I’m watching fireworks and enjoying the holiday besides rejoicing over our freedom and our country, I’m going to rejoice in a God who wants me to be happy.
Happy Fourth of July everyone!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
More on Yesterday's Post
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I loved the comments on yesterday’s post. If you didn’t read
them Julie started it out by sharing that her niece added to the phrase, “And
it came to pass” this, “It didn’t come to stay.” I loved that! Jen shared that
she’s waiting for a trial to pass that has lasted six years but in the
comment you sense her hope, faith and patience. Wendy liked the reminder, and Rebecca
shared how her mother often encouraged her with the words, “And it came to
pass. . .” and that remembering those words help her now as she deals with a
difficult stage in a child’s life.
All of these comments brought new thoughts to my mind. I
have a student this semester who was born without one arm. She has a couple of
fingers that grow out of her shoulder and the other arm goes only to the elbow
and she has three fingers there. She is a delightful young woman and has not
let her handicap hinder her or make her bitter. This trial won’t “come to pass”
for her during this lifetime, but she knows it will eventually come to pass and
her optimism is fueled by that knowledge. When you have an eternal perspective you know that because of Jesus Christ all trials will eventually pass.
I also thought about how some people would dismiss this “and
it came to pass” statement by saying it is too simplistic or too naive, but I
sensed from all of you who commented that trusting in those simple words really
does make a difference in how you cope with challenges.
Thanks to all of you
who shared your thoughts. We all learn more by sharing!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
It's All in the Attitude
Throughout the story of Nephi and his brothers, Laman and Lemuel, is the constant reminder that Laman and Lemuel murmured against their father. They complained and grumbled about everything, and as we read we tend to think of them as the bad guys. Eventually they do fit the bad guy definition as they seek to kill Nephi, but in the beginning of the story they are simply grumblers.
In the beginning they didn’t like what their father told them to do and they complained, but they did it. They went back for the plates. They went back for Ishmael. They traveled eight years in the desert. They helped build a ship, and they sailed the ocean to the New World. In the beginning the difference wasn’t in behavior it was in attitude. Their story helps me to remember how important attitude is.
Attitude determines thoughts. Thoughts determine actions. Actions determine life. It all starts with attitude and when we Live in Truth and take charge of our attitude, we Live in Happiness and Joy. It starts in the mind-so choose a happy attitude and have a happy day!
In the beginning they didn’t like what their father told them to do and they complained, but they did it. They went back for the plates. They went back for Ishmael. They traveled eight years in the desert. They helped build a ship, and they sailed the ocean to the New World. In the beginning the difference wasn’t in behavior it was in attitude. Their story helps me to remember how important attitude is.
Attitude determines thoughts. Thoughts determine actions. Actions determine life. It all starts with attitude and when we Live in Truth and take charge of our attitude, we Live in Happiness and Joy. It starts in the mind-so choose a happy attitude and have a happy day!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Lemons and Apples
For some reason this past week my hair kept parting to expose the scar on my head. Usually my hair covers the scar and I don’t even think about it. But this week the hair kept separating so that the bald line showed. You must know, however, that when I say “showed” it was noticeable to me, but anyone else probably wouldn’t even have suspected it was a scar. To anyone else it probably just looked like a part in the hair. I put goop and water on it and worked to get the hair to cover the spot and it sometimes worked, but as I put all that effort into hiding a tiny scar, it made me think a lot about how we magnify and then try to hide our faults.
So often we see everything that isn’t up to par in us and then judge ourselves by those things. This means we compare ourselves—the worst in us—to the best in others. Then we go around feeling inadequate. How strange! You can’t judge the quality of an apple by comparing it to a lemon! And yet we do it with our talents, looks, personalities, intelligence and everything else about ourselves.
This has caused me to do some soul searching and I’ve now decided to stop judging completely. My scar is actually a reminder of miracles and blessings. Having it visible once in awhile should be my badge of courage, not something to be embarrassed about. So from now on, I’m not going to fret about it. I’m just going to concentrate on being the best lemon I can be and let someone else worry about apples.
So often we see everything that isn’t up to par in us and then judge ourselves by those things. This means we compare ourselves—the worst in us—to the best in others. Then we go around feeling inadequate. How strange! You can’t judge the quality of an apple by comparing it to a lemon! And yet we do it with our talents, looks, personalities, intelligence and everything else about ourselves.
This has caused me to do some soul searching and I’ve now decided to stop judging completely. My scar is actually a reminder of miracles and blessings. Having it visible once in awhile should be my badge of courage, not something to be embarrassed about. So from now on, I’m not going to fret about it. I’m just going to concentrate on being the best lemon I can be and let someone else worry about apples.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Take The Joy!
It’s a snuggly autumn day here in Utah—the kind of day when breezes dance among the tree leaves, the sun lazily appears once in awhile, and a slight chill invites you to cuddle up in a comforter and read a good book. It’s as if the very air whispers that life isn’t going to last forever, so enjoy it while you can. It’s a good reminder to take pleasure in every moment. Drink it all in and taste all there is to taste.
God has create such a beautiful world yet we so often worry through it without noticing. So for awhile at least, drop the worry, stop fretting, slow down, take a deep breath and savor every second. Joy is here for the taking! So take some.
God has create such a beautiful world yet we so often worry through it without noticing. So for awhile at least, drop the worry, stop fretting, slow down, take a deep breath and savor every second. Joy is here for the taking! So take some.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Celebrating Christmas—The Gift of Myrrh
The second gift given to the baby Jesus by the Wise Men was myrrh. Like frankincense, myrrh is harvested by cutting into the trunk of the myrrh bush and letting the wound bleed. The sap that oozes out and then hardens is picked from the tree and used for perfumes, incense, and embalming. The principle species is Commiphora myrrha, but a related species Commiphora gileadensis is referred to in the Bible as the “balm of Gilead.”
The word myrrh comes from the Aramaic word murr which means “bitter.”
Hundreds of years before Christ, myrrh was used and valued for its powerful fragrance. It was also used to heal wounds, but the most famous of its uses was that it was the principal ingredient in ointments used in embalming mummies in Egypt. At the time of the Savior it was used in Palestine to anoint dead bodies in preparation for burial. Because of all these uses, myrrh was often as valuable ounce per ounce as gold. As a matter of fact, sometimes the price of myrrh rose higher than that of gold.
The most interesting thing to me, however, is the myrrh bush which has long, spiky thorns which can’t help but remind one of the crown of thorns placed upon the Savior at the time of His death.
Thus myrrh is a symbolic reminder that this little baby would grow to suffer and die for us.
Friday, March 15, 2013
Friday Challenge
It's Friday!
How did you do with Anchoring yourself to the present moment during the past week?
I'd really would like to hear your stories.
So report In!
Living in Truth Challenge #2 - Fix it or Live With It
Remember vexation is the first clue that we have left the
Realm of Truth
and drifted into
Illusion.
Let's use an example here that we can all relate to. Someone in your life disappoints you.
Perhaps they said they'd do something for you and they don't do it. Or maybe we expect something to happen and it doesn't like your spouse forgets your wedding anniversary. Suddenly you find yourself swimming with the Should Sharks.
"He/she should have remembered. No one cares about me. If he/she loved me they'd remember."
This week the challenge is to stop yourself the minute the Should Sharks attack and ask the questions, "Can I fix this or do I need to live with it?"
If the answer is that you can fix it, go ahead and do it without wasting more time feeling sorry for yourself. If the answer is that you can't, then drop the
Unnecessary Pain
and get on with your life.
Back to our example: Can you fix the fact that your spouse forgot your anniversary? No. What's done is done, and you can't change it. But you can control how you feel about it. You can make the situation worse by crying, complaining, getting angry, nagging, shutting yourself in your room and in other ways feeling sorry for yourself, etc. Or you can use the same amount of time and energy on fixing it. You can make a joke out of it and laugh. Buy yourself a present for your spouse to give to you. Take your spouse out to dinner. Or you can decide that next year you are going to send a note to your spouse before the date with a reminder or give some other hint so this doesn't happen again. At this point another Should Shark begins to circle: "If he/she loved me, he/she would remember!" Is that true? No way! Different people have different ways of showing love, and associating the ability to remember with the ability to love is an Illusion.
So. . . this week as soon as the vexation begins to boil, stop and ask,
"Can I fix this or do I have to live with it?"
and then do what you have to avoid the
Unnecessary Pain
and stay in the
Realm of Truth.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Shout for Joy!
Rejoice! What a wonderful word. Say it out loud right now loudly and notice what happens. “Rejoice! Rejoice!” Did you hear it? Did you feel it? The word itself causes joy. It almost makes me want to dance! The dictionary says that rejoice means “to feel joy or great delight.” But look at the word. It is actually made up of a prefix and a root. The prefix re- means “again.” The root joice comes from the Anglo-French word joir which means “to enjoy.” So the word rejoice literally means “to enjoy again.” (Notice the again part!)
Joy comes to us, but rejoicing is the great ability we have to feel the joy again by sharing it with others, by remembering it often, by expressing gratitude for the joy.
The word is a great reminder that while something may give us a moment of joy, we can bring back the joy any time we want by re-joicing.
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