Too often, when things happen, we find it expedient to ascribe/assign meanings, messages and motives. No matter that we can be wrong. Doesn’t matter. ALL that matters, at the time, is slotting a meaning, a reason, into the happening.
Doesn’t really matter, to us, that life may simply being, well, life. We rush in, to the matter, demanding to know what’s the matter, trying to figure out this, to blame that. Til, shattered, we are done, with the matter.
Turns out, it was just a little bit of the hard. Not a lot. Just enough for life to let us know it was there.
Did the bottom, fall out of the thing, beloved? It’s okay. You were just getting a taste, just a little bit of the hard. Your journey was not halted, just altered. Sometimes, life alters things to get us to the alter, to get us to alter our manner of thinking, of doing, of seeing the matter.
Did the matter, turn into a disaster, beloved? No matter. Doesn’t matter, rather. You just got to see just a little bit of the hard. Hardness, sent to harden, your resolve. Harden not, your heart, to this little bit of hard.
Did you wake to a world that no longer makes sense, beloved? Nevertheless and however, your forever, your endeavors, your howevers are ALL covered, as are you, as you experience this little bit of the hard.
What appears to be the end, YOUR end, is just your making your way through this little bit of hard. Harden, not. Harbor, not, resentment, dissension or any of that lot.
Rather, gather your TRY and push through. Through, this little bit of the hard. Til you make your way. To the new, new you, new life, new light, new things, new way of thinking, new way of being.
Don’t be dismayed, discouraged or swayed, beloved. Think it not strange. You are just making yourself through this little bit of the hard.
Hard, at times, to understand. This true. Harder still, at times, to do. It’s okay. You just going through a little bit of the hard.
You have already done the hardest part, don’t you know? You tried. All that’s required of you. Don’t make the hard, harder, by trying to do more than you are able. Just do your TRY and your try will defeat the hard.
The next time, beloved, you want to throw up your hands, in defeat. Throw up your hands, in thanksgiving, in victory instead. Then, remind yourself…
It’s just a little bit of the hard.
Keep going, beloveds.
going/growing with you,
Jaybird
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