Acceptance is monumental state to arrive at. It is making peace with where you are, and who you are, and where you came from, and where you are going. It is facing fear, anger, hate, melancholy, confusion; a maelstrom of powerful emotions, and exhaling them, transferring them to the air to be carried away.
How does one find Acceptance? When placed at the cross roads of life, what do you do? Where do you turn? When do you finally close the book on one part of your life, and begin the next volume?
How do you make sense of what was, and what is? Are we meant to make sense of it?
Is time the key ingredient? How much has to pass before you begin to feel acceptance?
It is this river of questions that someone who has had their life shaken up is trying to swim through.
Eventually, the rapids give way to calm water, and it is here one can begin to discover peace within, and the rest falls into place.
I don’t promise it makes sense, but at least you can continue the journey, leaving behind the excess weight you do not need when continuing the ascent of life.
I have found calmer waters, and am able to tread the water. I can see what was, and what is.
And I have found the key ingredient is faith. I have to have faith in something greater than I. I have to have faith that I have had personal salvation.
Love can blind us to bad situations, make us accept things we would not normally accept. God’s love is not blind, and he loves us so much. A close friend once told me, we have to believe we are loved and are lovable.
Have I found acceptance? I can’t say I have found it entirely, but I am beginning to learn what it is.
Sheep at Dawn - NSW Australia