Kind Interruption
There's this beautiful recording of quiet piano music that I listen to often. I like to put it on when I'm journaling or even when I'm taking a quick power nap during the afternoon. One of the songs on that recording is titled, "Kind Interruption," and it struck me the other day that I'm not so sure that I often look at the inconveniences that come up in my life as being well-intentioned. Usually, when something disrupts my plans or hopes, it feels like an unwelcome invasion... something intent on crashing into my blissful world and upending everything that feels safe and normal. Truth is, I also carry this over into my spiritual life. I conclude that somehow, God has bad motives when it comes to the things that disrupt my existence and that said interruptions are not loving or good in any way. I get angry at the fact that God would let what seems to be something so wrong or unfair or unreasonable upset my dreams and, in my anger, I accuse Him. Falsely so.
