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How Great Thou Part

How Great Thou Part

The One Piece of Advice My Uncle The Priest Left Me

I grab for a book and realize my heart is too heavy and my mind too crowded to absorb it. I know that in the struggle of divorce there are days where no energy exists to absorb words of wisdom despite the fact that I crave them.

I am reminded why I write this column. I try and make my words brief since life distraction demands it. I am reminded of the limits that we possess during pain.

I am reminded of my uncle the priest. I am reminded of what he would have told me today when self-help and inspiration evades me. It is something my family reminds me through gentle, nudging texts.

I am reminded of letting go.

I am reminded of faith which is in essence…………….‘letting go.’

I will not get where I am intended if I do not.

I am reminded of the one single piece of advice my uncle always gave me. It never changed. It did not matter if it was a different day and a different struggle. My uncle, Father Pat always reminded me of his favorite Proverb 3:5-7. It has become my mantra in life and I lean on it often through this divorce.

“Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and he will make straight your paths.”

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