ANGER Was At The Core Of All My Life’s Sufferings!
Discovery! Only In My Father/Creator I Can Find the help I searched for all my life. Help. True Rest. Joy. Peace?
Found in the Presence of my Father within me. Sitting in the Throne in the centre of my being? He leads my steps. He controls my thoughts and feelings.
His timely question, “Why are you angry at Me?” Me? Angry at you? Yeah, my Father. You are right. Only I was not able to confess such mighty infraction to my knowledge or concept I had about You.
O! O! O! I never saw it like that, my Father, but! Isn’t that the case with all Your children? Whatever concept about You has been ingrained in our minds? We know You exist, but!
We Know You Exist But We Do Not Know You ….?
Wow! Now the light shines in the darkness of my soul! Phew! What a relief! To see Your shinning face? To hear Your roaring laughter along with Your loving voice beckoning my embrace?
Your loving voice beckoning my embrace? Wow! No mallet to zap it to me for being the rebellious arrogant educated fool that I have been all my life? Wow! You are not at all what I thought You to be! Wow!
O my Father! Hold me! Hold me tight. Winter is here. I am cold. Fear is knocking at my door. But You know it. I hear You. More so at every turn in my daily existence? I hear You:
Fear not, there is nothing to fear, for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I am your Mighty One. I will strengthen and harden you to difficulties, yes, I will help you; yes, I will hold you up and retain you with My victorious right hand of rightness and justice. Isaiah 41:10.
Indeed! You heard me! What a marvel! You are holding me up and retaining me with Your victorious right hand of rightness and justice. Wow! What more could I ever want for?
Anger is gone! No more slavery in the grip of such monster. Humour instead of anger. What You called me Father? Worm? A worm. O my Father, a worm? That’s what I was! Hahaha!
Author like a wingless butterfly caterpillar
The egg – the caterpillar – the pupa – A butterfly at last! The transformation—In a plebeian looking stage the caterpillar displays not the beauty of its future as it will burst from a cocoon coming to life at the end as a beautiful butterfly to display its beautiful wings as it flies and flutters happily among the flowers of the earth!
