“I want you to know that it is not always easy to love me. That sometimes my chest is a field full of landmines, and where you went last night, you can’t go tomorrow. There is no manual, there is no road map, no help line you can call; my body does not come with instructions, and sometimes even I don’t know what to do with it. This cannot be easy. But still, you touch me anyway.”
The devout Father John Tauler relates this personal experience: For years he had prayed God to send him someone who would teach him the real spiritual life. One day, at prayer, he heard a voice saying: “Go to such and such a church and you will have the answer to your prayers.” He went and at the door of the church he found a beggar, barefooted and in rags. He greeted the mendicant saying:
“Good day, my friend.” “Thank you, sir, for your kind wishes, but I do not recall ever having had a ‘bad’ day.” “Then God has certainly given you a very happy life.” “That is very true, sir. I have never been unhappy. In saying this I am not making any rash statement either. This is the reason: When I have nothing to eat, I give thanks to God; when it rains or snows, I bless God’s providence; when someone insults me, drives me away, or otherwise mistreats me, I give glory to God. I said I’ve never had an unhappy day, and it’s the truth, because I am accustomed to will unreservedly what God wills. Whatever happens to me, sweet or bitter, I gladly receive from his hands as what is best for me. Hence my unvarying happiness.” “Where did you find God?” “I found him where I left creatures.” “Who are you anyway?” “I am a king.” “And where is your kingdom?” “In my soul, where everything is in good order; where the passions obey reason, and reason obeys God.” “How have you come to such a state of perfection?” “By silence. I practice silence towards men, while I cultivate the habit of speaking with God. Conversing with God is the way I found and maintain my peace of soul.”
Union with God brought this poor beggar to the very heights of perfection. In his poverty he was richer than the mightiest monarch; in his sufferings, he was vastly happier than worldlings amid their worldly delights.
I’m really not a fan of Surrender, but since I am a VIP, why not play it? This chapter has made it painfully obvious Reagan DOESN’T need to behave the way he does. Sloan is funny, caring and STILL a capable Dom. So why does MC need to be stuck with the mood-stuck-in-the-ass-but-hot-and-gorgeous-cause-I-obviously-chose-the-asian-version Reagan?
I know PB is doing it for the sake of drama and all, but there is other ways to stir drama instead of giving us an indecisive ass of a LI.
Anyways, why does PB INSIST on inserting Nathan Sterling EVERY-FUCKING-WHERE???
IT HURTS, PB! I still love Nathan even though he is a fucking asshole!
You’ve heard it before: “Delight yourself in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart.” - Psalm 37:4. I’m here to tell you I am living proof that this, just like the many promises God makes in His Word, is absolutely true. I surrendered to Jesus in July of 2010 and my life hasn’t been the same since. I met the man of my dreams, and married him last June. He is all I ever wanted and more! He is a Spiritual leader, a friend, and a fellow sojourner I am happy to share life with. His love for Jesus amazes me every day. He makes me want to be a better person. He leads with gentleness, patience and love. I don’t think I deserve him, but am thankful every day - because he is a living, breathing example of God’s love for me. So don’t give up hope, know that God has a beautiful plan for your life, to give you the desires of your heart. All you have to do is surrender to Him.
Priorities shift over time. What propelled me to begin this journey, under the rule of the Goddess Ezada Sinn, now takes a back side on the ride. Of course, i have my kinks and cravings. mine will always be with me, yet the present primary reason i pine to serve Goddess filters down to two words.
Her Power.
She embodies Female Supremacy. She is a divine and cruel Goddess, a Female of devastating beauty. A force i surrender too. Her talons have sunk even deeper than my wildest imagination. Everyday i can feel Her slow and methodical seduction incarcerating my ego, my id. Goddess Ezada is well aware of Her power, and She uses it. In one short year She has imprisoned me, conquered and seized, taken possession of every cell in my essence.
Her power is inescapable, yet i have no desire to run. i won’t run. i can’t run. This feels like my lifelong fate has clearly and finally come into focus. Her eyes burn, Her eyes mirror what my soul cries. Goddess Ezada is the One. Its time to accept this is my place. Its time to kneel down in wait. Its time to obey the One, the Goddess Ezada SinnandHer power.
Goddess Ezada will change you. Goddess Ezada will mold you. Goddess Ezada will liberate you. Goddess Ezada will own you.
Goddess Ezada’s power will transform you into a slave, a piece of Her property in which you become an object of worth to Her. Let Her invade You. Let Her take control. For Her sit this is what he truly wants and desires
Goddess Ezada Sinn’s power has made lucid the path i shall live and follow. Goddess Ezada is the One.
I will leave, you will leave. No one knows or has control over anyone’s departure date. Feel blessed that you have today. Live freely and humbled that you have been gifted the greatest most valuable intangible thing ever… TIME.
Every second counts. Every second you will never get back again.
To love thyself is to accept that I will leave, you will leave, he will leave, she will leave, they will leave and to accept this knowledge is the ultimate surrender.
Cherish the time you have with yourself and with others and you will live life with no regrets. Truly value those that give you time and themselves.
I dare you to enter a relationship with yourself and others and do the following:
What would it look like if you actually surrendered to God’s Will?
Or whatever deity you choose to worship?
What if you were to stop saying the simple things like; “I’ll be back” or “I’ll focus on that later” or “See you tomorrow”. We don’t have control over that. Why do we say such false statements? Why lie?
I am sure this topic will annoy most because they do not want to think about the fact that they truly have no control but for me being true and honest is important. Changing the way I communicate is crucial to the way I live my purpose. I lied to myself for 43 years, why because my parents lied to me?
Because society sugar coats things and tells “white lies” to soften the blow of reality?
It’s what we know so why not follow?
Because we have been told that our words can manifest themselves? {This one is the only version I so choose now.}
Example: I was walking out the door and simply said, “I’ll be back later” (to my cat) and he looked at me smug. And I stopped and said, will I? I have no control over this statement. I “hope” I return. Why did I feel the need to lie, to my cat! To console him? To reassure he knew I would return? Does he actually understand the words coming out of my mouth? Entirely different blog post. I digress…
Here I go, again on my own… getting into an automobile that has sadly taken away a lot of people in my life, beginning at 12 with my mother, the root of where I felt I lost control in my life and decided I needed to control everything, yet sadly had no control over anything. Which brings me to today…
I accept, I have no control. I surrender to God’s Will. If it is God’s Will I will return. And sadly there is evil in this world so I will wear my seatbelt. Do my rituals, say a little prayer, and be on my merry way.
What would it look like if we stopped telling ourselves the little white lies and surrendered to the Holy Spirit, the Universe, God, Goddess, etc. etc. etc.?
I dare you to try it.
I know you’re going to do 1 thing. Shock the heck out of people. Probably gain trust and possibly respect. And I know another thing, someone(or ones) is smiling down at this post saying to themselves, “it’s about time.” (Could be you) And quite possibly this 1 little change, could make a ripple in the outcome of my and others lives. That is the mystery of life, and the beauty.
So I am off, to check a box, close a chapter. Namaste a home that should have been divine, but there was no true love there so it failed.
