Is this always about me or you? And can’t we simply review the concealed individual script to determine if that really is the most ardent path of pursuance? What is the nature of manipulation that we run around holding up a projection against people we meet seeing if they are indeed a match to that absorption? What is the frailty of humanity that we continue this role play instead of mastering the mystery before us?

Do I definitively have to have things my own way, every day, ad infinitum? Seems pretty boring after the first 1028 days. What is the nature of this human calamity, for it seems the disease of an entire species? Every one walking around with a pre-written scripting trying to emotionally or analytically locate people that match the predetermined roles such that the plot unfolds delivering a conclusion that is consistent with an outcome that rectifies our childhood or adolescent wounding.

Is this truly what we quest? How unfulfilling, especially when the realization comes upon us that we are conducting the exact replication of insanity in experiential form. How about getting over whatever pain was inflicted upon each of us that we may have a healthy human trial called life? It is not that I do not care what happened to each of us in youth, some of it quite traffic or horrific, but I fail to see the pleasure in reading the same sad tale over and over again praying for a different outcome. Especially when creating a new pleasant resolution with new ideas, people and opportunities is so inviting.

What is the addiction of the past that it captures all imagination and tortures it repeatedly? What is the misunderstanding of salvation that we seek to beat up the man or the woman who died on the cross of Christ instead of becoming the new creation He promised as salvation? Why are we transfixed with fixing the past before proceeding to the bright promise of hopeful future? Will you cater to the wounded child within you or delight in the splendor of the new relationship forming in the Power of God’s Holy Spirit? Are you born again or simply uttering the words in falsehood to fit in?

There is a universe of pregnant experiences awaiting your participation. Why become bottled up in the things and situations that didn’t go right and divorce or forgo those relationships, situations and outcomes that are married instead to possibility, prayer, hope and promise?