In my journal today I think about what happened last night, on my way home from Teepee. I suddenly realized I had left my phone! Ug. I’m two-thirds way home! But I don’t plan on being back for 2 weeks. I don’t want to go two weeks without my phone. I got my Mogli music (Selima Taibi – The Wanderer) on it, also books I like to read. Otherwise I could probably get by with my wife’s phone. It’s nice to do a quick check of blog site also. So I knew I had to turn the Ram around.
It was getting late and I was getting hungrier by the second. I so wanted to get home, fix some food, relax. However, now I would be at least 45 minutes later, and the war in my soul began. I recognize it very quickly. As spoken of in previous article I’m normally a peaceful river flowing. This is my normal state, and now something was threatening it. Huge rocks were appearing and the water was speeding up and jumping about. The war was on. The war to maintain peace, or not.
So I had to talk to myself. Do I really need to be home at any certain time? The fact was, I did not. See, here’s the rub. The more you have a fixed schedule with very little room for flexibility, the more likely you’re going to end up in the rapids. In other words, an adaptability to slow, an acceptance of slow will greatly aid your war against stress and the rat race world we live in. I’m sure your job forces enough of a schedule on you, but how much do we do to ourself? So…the wise Jedi Knight has a mentality of Sloth Wars!
The Bible warns about being a slothful or lazy person, but Sloth Wars is about being a peaceful person who lives in a certain flow. The eagle soars. A steady consistent flow of forward motion will accomplish more than you think, (if you trust God), and you will enjoy the journey. There absolutely are roses to smell along the way if your eyes are open.
So I turned my truck around and began driving back. The slow flow has its own glow and still accomplishes things. The lazy river enjoys the journey. It is not ate up with desire for destination. I still got home that night, and did not starve.
Which shines the light of Christ, something accomplished peacefully, or in stress? Unless the Lord builds the house, the laborers labor in vain. People may gather and build a great house unto the Lord, but is it really a house of the Lord? Is it filled with peace? Is it a refuge from the ways of this world? Or is it a religious reflection of the the same way the world operates?
True faith is a state of rest. Rest, contentment, peace, joy, a flow. We still have a destination. We’re still making a journey. We are not without vision, we have a strong vision of the peaceful river, and the supernatural of God blessing our efforts in such a way that unexpected things develop we never would have thought of. We believe in tapping into the supernatural, giving God a chance to work. If I think it all depends on me, if I’m unwilling to live with an open hand, but I’m constantly grasping at things, trying to keep control in my clenched fist, this is not the way of God’s supernatural. Can we “trust/faith” enough to let go? Can we live in gratitude no matter what? This is Sloth Wars. This is “The Fight of No Fight”, a supernatural surrender.
The peaceful river is constantly forming to the shape of the banks it flows through, while at the same time silently causing change, as it slowly erodes away the dirt, eventually causing even great trees to fall. As Jesus loved to say, Peace be unto you.
So I could have gotten into the flesh and become animalistic. I could have roared up the road racing around people and angered at my unexpected delay. I could have caused waves in other people’s lives just because my own suddenly angered me. But instead, Grandpa White Feather saved his soul from such torment. Things like these we constantly teach at Fellowship of the White Path. Peace we have and peace we teach. The jungle tried to come in. My garden fought with the jungle for about 3 minutes, but the garden won. And it came through surrender.