Always the physical.  Always the touchable.  Always the provable.

There is a story about a lecturer who had a glass jar, water and sand, and different sized stones.  Who demonstrated that when you start with the “big things” (adding the big stones to the jar), you can also fit in the more mundane things (the smaller stones into the jar), and still cope with the daily routine of minutiae (pouring in the sand and then the water last so that it filled up all the gaps).  But that when you do it the other way around (water and sand first, small stuff second and big stones last) – not everything fits.  Life doesn’t “fit”.

The moral of the story is not the physical.  Not the touchable.  Not the provable.

“Then Jesus returned from the region of Tyre, and went by way of Sidon towards the Sea of Galilee, in the region of the Decapolis. They brought to him a deaf man who had an impediment in his speech; and they begged him to lay his hand on him. He took him aside in private, away from the crowd, and put his fingers into his ears, and he spat and touched his tongue. Then looking up to heaven, he sighed and said to him, “Ephphatha,” that is, “Be opened.” And immediately his ears were opened, his tongue was released, and he spoke plainly. Then Jesus ordered them to tell no one; but the more he ordered them, the more zealously they proclaimed it. They were astounded beyond measure, saying, “He has done everything well; he even makes the deaf to hear and the mute to speak.” Mark 7:31-37

The moral of the story is not the physical.  Not the touchable.  Not the provable.

Instead of perpetuating the eternal “prove it” argument: Prove that actually this person was actually physically changed and actually became physically something different than actually before!

Why not see the not physical, not touchable, not provable?

Here you are Paul. 

A mass of contradictions.  Certain of so much and confused about so little.  Yet living keeps bringing the contradictions.  Keeps bringing confusion.  Keeps demanding you make sense of it all.  That you find truth.  That you live with integrity.  That you find your inner calm-karma.  You have an impediment.  You struggle to find truth and karma-calm.

And here I am.  And here you are.  In private.  Together.  And you ask.  And I answer.  And your impediment is no more: you have truth, you have peace.

Love is the always the answer.  No more room for fear.  Living eternity moment by moment.  Loving all moment by moment.  Each moment wiping clean the previous.  Each becoming more and more sacred.  Your healing becoming who you are.  Again.

Tell me you have never had a private moment like that?

A moment devoid of the bible and God and Jesus and all the verses and finery of religion.  Just a simple private moment in private.  When you healed of something that was an impediment.  A quiet moment of knowing.  A private moment of peace.  A real  moment of truth.  A moment that changed each of your moments thereafter.  A moment that changed you. 

Choose to call that what you will.  I don’t need you to attribute that to me.

Just that you attribute it to something good in you.  Something inside yourself.  Something that made your living a little better.  That made your loving more gracious.  That brought kindness to you and those around you.

Those moments of healing will happen time after time.  And they will change you.

If you allow.

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