Questions
I have mentioned that I have questions in a lot of my blogs. It’s because it’s in my DNA to have them. I think everyone does that to an extent. Questions things I mean. But, today is one of those days, where I am critiquing myself, and every way I “behave”. It hit me today that maybe my inability to accept things without a question is hindering me in some way. I mean. I don’t have any solid proof, or concrete examples, but it was just dropped on my heart today.
I’m not necessarily talking about “spirituality”. I am also talking about relationships, professional and personal. Sometimes when Andrea does something, I’ll question her. Like, “Why didn’t you just do this.” or something like that, and it’s something silly, like she used plastic wrap instead of tin foil… Suppose that is building a wall in between her and I, one we don’t see or notice until years down the road? I don’t know. It’s just something I have been thinking about.
It’s funny, because this blog is questioning my questioning. I told you. It’s in my DNA. It’s not right. All I’m saying, is I need to have the wisdom to accept things. Just accept them. Not because I can’t change them, but maybe because they are perfect in God’s way just the way they are. I know I’m not perfect, but perhaps accepting things will make me more peaceful with myself as well as with people and God.
