Today, just 24 hours after giving up, I surrendered. It sounds like the same thing but it isn’t. I quit playing God, quit trying to hold water in my hands and let go.
My 2 Fellowships encircled me and without prompt, discussion or judgement, raised me up, Lazarus-like, back from the brink of despair and my own self-willed abandonment, into the loving arms of my Higher Power, who I choose to call God.
No matter “ME,” I in turn allowed the Spirit of the Universe to work through me for the betterment of another. Grateful that God knows my true Self and that the Universe I so casually cursed yesterday, has a short memory and a sense of humor.
I suppose I am actually a window, not a door or bridge, at all.
Cool by me, look through me and see the face of LOVE.