2018-09-08 Cincinnati
Pater Noster – Capitulum Quartum
Continued from 2018-09-07
Forgive us our trespasses:
This verse is the greatest[1] part of the Lord’s Prayer. I go through my activities of the day, those I’m glad about (and I say “thank you”) and those I regret. These latter events comprise the trespasses for which I seek forgiveness.
One of my best friends in med. school had a great image for getting rid of negative or otherwise destructive emotions. “Let ‘em fall.” My friend meditated, and I followed zir image: sitting Indian-style, hands on my knees, all the badness of my life could succumb to gravity, and just roll off my head, my shoulders, my back and front.
Wells’s and Ale’s daughter Isabel, age 4, is obsessed with the Disney movie Frozen, as are thousands of other American girls. “Let it go,” is the theme song. Is it the same theme? I know not.
A typical litany of trespasses would be,
Dear God,
Please forgive me for putting myself first all day long, thinking that the world revolves around me and that I’m more important than anyone else.
Please forgive my streak of competitiveness with HR, because she was asked to curate Mandela’s letters. Please forgive my envy of all the Rs – N, the beautiful and fit judge, O, the witty millionaire, H, the editor, NE, the motivational speaker, L’s intelligence, Y’s future.
Please forgive my not sending a wedding present to S&P, L&W, and anyone else I’ve forgotten.
Please forgive my not telling Courtney and Reed that Seth’s and Paula’s wedding was back “on” after telling them that it had been canceled on account of Hurricane Irene.
Today, I ask forgiveness for my selfishness. Please forgive my thinking about money so much.
Please forgive all the ways I’ve hurt people, and please let me know when I hurt people so I can at least apologize and try never to do it again. Please let them know I didn’t mean to hurt them.[2]
My soul is comforted as I feel God telling me (I sometimes hear words, in the voice of Sophia) how I am lovable, I was made for love, I am loved, and love is all that matters. God lets me know that She made all the Rs for specific reasons and none of those reasons are why She made me the way She made me. She made me a unique Victoria and only I can fill those shoes, just as only the Rs can fill the shoes She cobbled for them.
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…to be continued…
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