When I was much
younger, as a child and youth, I was easily susceptible to tickling. I could
quickly end up in a heap on the floor. This made me very uncomfortable. I
resolved to change that. Over time, I controlled my reactions so tightly that
not much would tickle me.
When I was in
college and even in seminary, I remember some times when I wept deeply, almost
uncontrollably. Over time, though without quite the same intentional effort I
had made about tickling, I became less prone to weeping. I can still choke up
with an emotional story, or watching a movie (my boys have always teased me
about that), but I find that in close personal situations my tears last only a
few seconds.
It could be a
way of shutting my emotions down, I realize, but I also realize that becoming
victim to my emotions will not help me deal with the realities of life. I
recently came across this poem by Teresa of Avila, the 16th century
mystic. I find it to be centering and healing in the midst of turmoil.
Let nothing upset you,
Let nothing startle you.
All things pass;
God does not change.
Patience wins
all it seeks.
Whoever has God lacks nothing:
God alone is enough.
Teresa of Avila
Romans 8:31
What then are we to say about these
things? If God is for us, who is against us?
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