Now I live in a monastery during the summer. All the people around me want the windows open. It goes to 40 degrees at night. They want the windows wide open. As a mature adult, I could enter into discussion, negotiate and discuss and come to a consensus. I could also just close the windows when they all went to bed. But none of this would push the spiritual growth envelope.
To become a child in a way that would test my soul, I can accept as a conscious choice to let things be, to not get my way. The morning chill in the corridors is a daily reminder of why I am in this monastery in the first place. I am here to surrender to God and God's will for me. It is not about hot and cold. It is about
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