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We all have ways of coping with difficult things. What are you hiding in the "closet?" |
Ways of coping, or not coping, driving us sinward -forecasting failure- and we fall abruptly into the arms of the enemy. Thing is... we cannot foresee a victorious, enemial face, only a clock with no hands that drips into enemy territory, the territory that leads to eternity. It's everyone's enemy. Time. So, we have ways to cope that masquerade as self-esteem. "Will you have a liquid lunch, Sir? "We have a three-martini rule. "Don't worry. It's covered." And we cover fear and shame and reality, and it becomes the goal -the purpose- of a three-martini lunch. Ways of coping dangle in our midst. Shall we turn our faces away in disgust? If another held us at arm's length because our ways of coping were disdainful in their sight, would we still hold the least of these at arm's length, and laugh at their plight? Ways of coping are embedded within us all. We should, none of us, allow for shame to stand in victory over our hearts. No finger-pointing, either. All means all. Envy not your neighbor, for they are coping, too. Nor should we condemn them because they are untrue. God is still the father. He is the fairest Judge. No punishment. Don't bother. His timely preparedness. |