All I Have is Yours and  All You Have is Mine

I have dedicated too many hours of my life defending my position on man’s relationship with God and whether there is a God. God loves us whether we believe in him or not. He accepts us as we are, as broken and lost as we are.

I am thoroughly convinced that while I am in the stillness and self-imposed silence of my time of contemplation and prayer, while I have slowed my breathing to an untraceable level, I am as spiritually close to God as possible, but in actuality, I am no closer than he who does not outwardly accept God for God shows no preference for his children. . . and we are all his equal children. All is not lost when we approach our lives in His kingdom. God asks us to stop and take a look at ourselves in His world, meaning that the artificial boundaries we have set are invalid and if we drop these boundaries, we might just be able to love our neighbor, because we will see the differences  between us are minor.

Incidentally, the title is a quotation from the Bible (John 17:19), and I guess I could probably shorten by saying that “all is ours.” That’s nice and short, but that’s also very selfish leaving nothing for others, and I do not feel as if we deserve it all. I just want to believe that the gifts that God gives me are gifts that are meant to be shared. He gives them to me for a reason. I didn’t get all the gifts, just certain ones, and with those certain ones, I can perform miracles, even if those miracles involve merely the act of sharing.

I want to believe in prophecies. I believe that even if I am not capable of being a noted world-changing person, perhaps my talent has inspired another on to greatness and I have done my job. Thus, I have served my purpose for God. And as an 80+ year old retired school Marm, that’s my perfection, and that’s certainly enough for me. . . and I hope for God.