Sunday, December 07, 2014
You Get What You Need
In thinking about life and abundance recently, I realized something startling: Everything I ever wanted -- anything that was ever deeply meaningful to me -- has come my way over the course of my life. It didn't always come in the form I'd hoped for. I didn't get the blond kid I was sure I loved in 7th grade.
Nonetheless, the love arrived. Bushels of it.
There's a famous spiritual guru I like who speaks about the wrongheadedness of how we're taught to pray. Many people treat prayer as if it were a vending machine -- stopping by whenever they want something. Prayer is for asking, yes, he says, but it's really the language we use to communicate with the ongoing part of ourselves that's connected to The Big Out There. (My words, not his.)
This is true, but ... well, the vending machine has treated me well, too. My favorite story of this may be a repeat, but it goes like this. I was 36 weeks pregnant with my first child when one day I said aloud to my friend Julie, "I just can't take this anymore." Meaning, being pregnant.
I was so over it.
A few hours later, Katy was born, and I knew -- KNEW -- that I'd been heard. This has happened time and again.
That's all I have to say tonight. I'm a believer. I'm not always sure what's there, but something is -- or someone. And they are listening with love.