Lessons on humility, lessons on trust, lessons on patience, lessons on un-forgiveness . . . enough already! If the lessons kill you – are they still considered lessons or are they then seen for what they really are . . . a slow and painful death? Just kill me quickly I say!
Ah, but it is never quickly – instead it proves again and again to be a slow and painful process – torturous! The question is, of course, when we say, “kill me quickly” do we really mean it? I think not! We don’t really want to die! We fight until there is no fight left in us. It is in that moment that we say, “just finish me off, the pain is too much to bear!”
Interestingly enough, it is then and only then, in that dark presence of death, that we find the relief we are longing for. It’s just not found in the place we thought it would be. Somehow it is found in death . . . the death of self so that our lives become His.
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