someone who has worry, fear and is inwardly broken in heart, he should use his time better on something else.--- Epictetus
My oh my, did I ever need to hear this right now. I awoke in a cloud of sadness over the mountain of loss and betrayal left to me by my recently deceased "soulmate." Pictures of what I had collected ran through my mind. Questions to him, now unanswerable, arose with deep angst.
I prayed. Help me release all of this to You. a bible verse came on wings to me, then the little homeless booklet I wrote appeared in my mind. Jesus told us not to store up treasures that moth or rust could take, but treasure spiritual understanding. My little booklet reminds us that Jesus was homeless too.
Then I gave praise and thanks. I am not technically homeless due to the bountiful love from Anne Unmacht and all of the dear people of Project Touch. My treasures are in my memory, where I can visit them whenever I wish. And I do not have to house them and dust them and take care of them. And the original Peace Pilgrim just came to mind and the first time I got to hear her. She said she was sitting in her house in Pasadena, and she thought, I am working so hard to support my drapes in the manner to which they have become accustomed. She sold everything and began walking across the country for peace.
No, I'm not walking the country. But if I can finally release it all, I will be free to do what God's got up his sleeve for me for the rest of my life. Maybe finishing my book will put a seal on it. It's called, "I Wouldn't Believe It Either, If I Hadn't Lived It." I have friends helping me edit it, then I think I need an agent, unless I just decide to upload it to Amazon. Its close to done. I'd like to get it published though.
Let's all release the baggage of our pasts, and let's move forward to what good awaits us. God bless us all.