I want to share something with you. It won’t be polished and smooth. Might be both funny and sad and awkward. Certainly, this post turned out to be far longer than I ever intended. I truly chased a rabbit on this one. I can tell I will have to break it up into parts for the faint of heart. I thought it would answer the day’s challenge, but I have traveled far afield.
Today is Sunday. While I pray and mediate every day, Sunday I set aside for God and me. I try especially hard on Sundays to hear how best I can serve Him/Her/The Source.
Today, I had a whole bunch of thoughts ricocheting through my head bouncing from people I connected with yesterday, to worries about my financial situation, to what my purpose is and how best to accomplish it. I have learned what I think it is, but how to execute it is a whole ‘nother thing. Over the last 30 years, my purpose has changed as I met the challenges God set me.
Initially, my purpose was to learn how to be independent. Got that one down. Solid. And when God said, “Okay, Hunt, congratulations. You can go the rest of your life like this or I can give you a new purpose. What’s it to be?” My answer was immediate with no hesitation. “Give me another one, God. I want to go like a rocket!”
The people with whom I studied metaphysics, spirituality and meditation just shuddered when they heard my response. They cautioned, “Um, Hunt, might want to rethink that…” I waved their concerns aside. I was flying high that I had accomplished my mission and I was only about 33. Good on me, Self! Being God, He/She/The Source said, “Alright then, Hunt. Your new purpose is to come back to the middle, learn to be both independent and dependent. Do you accept?” Gulp. “Why yes, God. I accept.”
Take it from me, I learned. It was both the most joyous and heart-breakingly painful lesson to date. And, I’ve got quite a lot of experience to measure that by.
I got married.
(continued in Part II, which can be found here.)