Humility

I pray the same thing every day. It helps me get myself off my high horse. Please show me my mistakes. Forgive me for them. Thank you for your blessing, Lord. May your will be mine. May your commandment of love be mine. And I want to help you serve it in everyday life. That is habit becoming alignment. Every morning anew. Someone asked me: If his will stands above yours – do you doubt? No. I hope that he overwrites my ego. Piece by piece. ...

Once there was a man who was good. Blameless and upright, one who shunned evil. He was good the way a stone is still — from birth, without ever having chosen it. Then the dark forces came. They took from him first what was outside: his possessions and the people he loved. Then they reached inward, toward his body and his sleep. They wanted to know whether goodness would hold when the ground was pulled from under it. ...