Wednesday, September 12, 2018

“Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.” – Dylan Thomas


“When you can’t put your prayer into words, God hears your heart.” - Anonymous
From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
12 September
The last lesson I must learn in life is how to dispose of self-recrimination. My guess is, the need will especially arise just before death because that’s the very time that the need for self-forgiveness will be greatest because I’ll have a whole lifetime’s worth of screw-ups on the scorecard. Put it this way: God longs with a yearning that transcends space and time that I accept His prodigal forgiveness. And that can’t happen unless and until I offer/accept my own forgiveness. The only ones who complete the trip to heaven successfully are the ones who travel light. And that means jettisoning the garbage of self-recrimination that heaven obviously finds utterly intolerable.



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