Little by little, I leave behind worry. How?
A hundred kinds of fear — of failure, of ignominy, of lack, of loss. They awaken with me and accompany me in my morning routine. Worry sits with me as I dress and consider the day.
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At what point, Lord, do you begin to enter and dispel these termites? The worries of dawn give way to joy under bright skies. When did you do this? I could not have, of my own devices.
The miracle, today’s miracle: my changed heart.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I imagine a later moment, even now?
Reading:
“Fear is a natural reaction to moving closer to the truth.” — Pema Chödrön
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“Joy is the infallible sign of the presence of God.” — Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
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“Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.” — Psalm 30:11 (KJV)
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