Since I dug a furrow of personal experience in last week’s blog, I thought it was logical to continue that story; just to fill you in on the rest of the story…to explain the crop that my life produced. There are some universal truths that apply to each of us. Like the power of love versus hate, caring versus apathy and belief in the future versus non-belief. These are some of the truths that enrich all lives.
(Since I have always endeavored to remain religiously neutral but spiritually active; I ask for your indulgence this time for my foray into my own spiritually specific faith. It is my deepest wish that the magic of belief will appeal to people of all faiths and religions. God’s house is God’s house. We must each have the freedom to choose our own way to worship.)
I’m certain each of us has been through an incident that frightened us, terrified or embittered us, or at least could have done one of those. As I’ve shared with all of you so often in the past, it is my working belief that the choices we make dig the track on which our life will run.
Each hour of the day
The compass of life demands
Decisions, choices, directions,
As your life lies in your hands.
Free choice is a blessed thing
But often it’s a chance
We have to choose the wisest route
Life’s not lived in a trance.
No, we are not robots
We have experience and brains,
Although there are rules of conduct
To avoid those wrecked trains.
There are hands out there to help us
Roads go up and down,
But life is very fluid and liquid,
We’re always safe on higher ground.
As lies can multiple
And as anger stunts your growth,
Don’t give away your power
To some vicious oaf.
To live a fruitful life
Keep your eyes upon the prize,
Which is a giving, love filled life
Where you’re armored for surprise.
Sue Falkner Wood 2014
Many years ago, as a frightened, poor, heartbroken young mother I turned to my faith. Brought up in the Christian tradition, my relationship with God had always been a personal one. I spent a year in bed due to rheumatic fever when I was eleven and twelve years-old. Many areas of life changed for me but my relationship with God began to grow and never faltered.
As a young, single and very lonely mother I read a wonderful book called I WILL LIFT UP MINE EYES by a Christian scholar and philosopher named Glenn Clark. I came across his name and the recommendation in one of Dr. Norman Vincent Peale’s books. I was intrigued by Dr. Clark’s approach to living the Christian life. It was practical, substantive and seemed to be the logical tool I needed to help me put my life back together, as well as my future life and the lives of my small children.
I kept a diary during that difficult time in my life, and now, this many years later, with my children both grown with families of their own; I’m so pleased and blessed I did. Many of my notes remind me of what we went through and it all seems so very long ago but still fills my heart with peace. Strange and magical, these roads we travel in our search for a better life.
One of the written exercises Dr. Clark recommended was geared toward the importance of praying specifically. The more specific the better was the whole idea. The other day I came across one of the written exercises which was my inept drawing of a large tree, on a page in an old notebook. I’m not known for being any kind of an art student but the tree was recognizable as a large one with only the soil it was planted in, its trunk and three large branches. The soil was labeled the LOVE OF GOD. The trunk of the tree was labeled GOD’S KINGDOM. Each of the branches was labeled. The first branch was labeled IDEAS. The second, center branch was labeled with the title PERSONS. The remaining third branch was titled THINGS.
These were to represent my soul’s most sincere desires, in order to pray very specifically. Under IDEAS I had written just a few items: An improved education so I could feel good at something and support my children; a developing interest in many subjects; harmony and deep security for each of my two children and lastly, deep joy in life for all three of us.
Under the heading of PERSONS I had written: a man to love who would love my children with all his heart as well as me; good, close friends and an improved, closer relationship to my parents and all relatives.
Beneath the heading labeled THINGS: a degree in registered nursing; enough funds to get through the next three years while working part time to get through school, a color TV for the children and lastly, the opportunity to truly give to others.
Every item under each column came true. It didn’t take years, only a few. My heart was filled with joy, gratitude and a magical feeling which was difficult to describe. Each time I experience is very special. There was the simple floor plan for my life written in my own hand, many years ago.
Put in the simplest most wonderful terms let me quote, “No animal has such complete correlation of its front and rear feet as does the deer. While the male deer, or the hart, is a wonder of surefootedness, still more wonderful is the female deer, or the hind, which, while leading its young into the hidden fastnesses, is the most perfect example of physical correlation that God has ever made. And this is was the blinding revelation: As the feet of the hind are to the mountains, so is the mind of man to the heights of life; and as the rear feet of the hind are to the front feet, so is the subconscious mind of man to the conscious mind.” Glenn Clark.
Then you will indeed find not only peace, but the wonders of this life: the magic of belief.