At Celebrate Your Life, during one of the meditations when everyone had their eyes shut and the angels made my hands fly up to transmit their beautiful energy to those in the room, I had a moment of overwhelming gratitude for all the challenges this year because in spite of them, or rather because of them, my body is cleaned out, my home is in good repair, my car works well, my dogs and I are learning greater levels of surrender, and I feel the love of God flowing through me even more strongly than ever.
The mold breakout and storm damage to the roof revealed a problem that if left unfixed would have led to great damage in my house. The parasites made me embrace a diet that taught me all sorts of new and healthy ways to eat, and to appreciate my now good health every day. The onslaught of appliance repairs means everything is all fixed and ready to go for next year. The intense and difficult care of my aging dogs has taught me to find beauty and love even amidst puddles, piles, whining, crying, and at times howling demands. As I learned over and over about the good in the so-called “bad” I could share it with all of you.
As I am filled with wonder and gratitude in my meditations, it is no wonder then that a recent song by Rascal Flatts called “Bless the Broken Road” is playing over and over in my head this week. Although the song is written as if sung to a lover, I feel as if I am singing it straight to God:
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like Northern stars Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you…
If you want to watch the video, I’ve included it below. It is a beautiful statement of truth. God bless indeed the broken roads that lead us back to truth, to love, to a faith that is rock solid, and to a life that is lived with a sense of wonder and anticipation, knowing that underneath it all, no matter what, is only, always and forever, One Love.