How We Show Up In This Life Determines Our Eternity

Monday Message

In the end does it really matter?
Does it really matter if you fall forward
Or backwards?
Does it really matter
If everything you have built
Will eventually shatter?
 
Well daughter let me say
In the end
The pieces you have played
Are more than just a part of this proverbial game
 
The parts you moved
And the mountains you proved
You could stand upon
And not lose
Are those defining moments
When you showed up
 
You showed up
When you felt like you were not enough
You showed up
When the world felt like it was crumbling
And you would rather feel nothing but the mind numbing
Agony and pain
 
Are those feelings all a part of this game?
 
No, my friend
Those feelings are real
The feelings of "I can't"
To breaking out in a joyful dance
Because you can
 
Because in this game you are the board
And the pieces keep moving
As you have a part in the ultimate undoing
You have no reason to feel a constant need to be proving
Because you are in control
Of so much more than you could ever know
 
So know this:
You are not a piece in a game
Or a player who is at stake
But the board that makes waves
To create a conundrum
A ripple
Beyond the humdrum
Of everyday tasks
The musts of the path
And because you have mastered the mundane
You have an abundance
And you laugh
Knowing that what you have
Is a peace beyond measure
As you float light as a feather
Living without blame
All because of the Lamb that was slain.
 
“When you identify yourself as a single chess piece - and by analogy, as an individual in a particular role - you can only react to, complain about, or resist the moves that interrupted your plans. But if you name yourself as the board itself you can turn all your attention to what you want to see happen, with none paid to what you need to win or fight or fix.”
 

• "The Art of Possibility: ‘The Tenth Practice: Being the Board’ p.146 " by Rosamund Stone Zander & Benjamin Zander

Abigail