A better basis

It was the end of a long, demanding day, and I was walking home in an ice storm, ruminating about being tired, wet, and cold. Then a thought, clearly coming from a completely different source than those mental grumblings, presented itself: “You don’t have to feel this way.”

It seemed I had every reason to sigh about my situation. But in that moment I saw that there was another option. I could consider what God was doing—not as a distant authority who might or might not care about what was going on where I was, but as present, active divine good, divine Love.

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