Sometimes The Ceiling Really Is Falling
Listen past the static.
The bedroom ceiling was worrying me.
Something about it caught my attention, and I felt something was wrong. Not that I could see anything wrong. It just felt that way.
Believing me, Del and his son checked the attic and discovered the problem. Because, yes, there was something wrong.
The owner before us had removed a wall, making our bedroom bigger, but had done a terrible job of shoring up the ceiling.
Eventually, it would have fallen.
It was just a feeling, but instead of thinking there was no reason for it, I acted on it.
Unlike times in the past when something didn’t feel right, I would reason my way out of following up on it, and then something unwanted would happen.
Of course, when we don’t listen and some form of disaster strikes, we rationalize why it happened. We tell ourselves that we learned something from the lessons that came our way from not listening.
However, listening and responding before the disaster is much easier.
Life doesn’t set us up to suffer or learn from lessons.
Life, as in capital L Life, is constantly present as Grace and can be heard even through the noise and static of human life issues when we tune into its broadcast.
Drive Through The Static
I was driving home one day from visiting my mother. The visit had been a few days of a lot of noise in my head, and I was trying to find a thread of Truth to lead me out of the disturbing emotions I was feeling.
To keep myself company, I started listening to my favorite radio show. However, as I got further away from my hometown, the static increased, so I couldn’t hear the show anymore.
From experience, I knew I was on the stretch of road where the signal was gone, but as I would get closer to home, I would pick up the show again.
Normally, I would turn the radio off, wait an hour or two, and then tune back into the show.
This time, I left it on and drove for a few hours with static on the radio. As I drove, sometimes a signal would be picked up, and I would hear a song or a voice, and then static again.
It was so symbolic!
It was just like the static in my head. I knew there was a signal of Truth out there, but I wasn’t tuned to the right channel or close enough to the signal to hear it.
Like the radio, a calming thought would occasionally pop into my head and give me a moment of peace, and then the static would start again.
The symbol of the radio rang loud and clear to me.
Truth is always broadcasting. We are not always listening.
The words' noise, emotions, and static kept me from hearing them. I was literally too emotionally and mentally far away to catch Grace’s signal.
However, the more I drove and listened to the static, the more I understood that all my upset was centered on a tiny point of contention.
It could be called my mother or the issue we had discussed, but it was just a teeny point in the broad, expanding, and abundant world filled with love that was rushing to meet me as I drove.
I could see that abundance and the evidence of love surrounded me. It unfolded to me as I drove into the idea of overflowing substance, the force of the Life that IS.
In the same way that as I approached home, the radio show returned, as I approached the home of Truth, the static fell away, and I could hear Truth’s signal.
Listening is the key. Truth doesn’t come to us, but simply IS.
It is always broadcasting and giving. The signal gets clearer by clearing out the static and aligning with the signal.
Sometimes, it reveals things we need to know, like a falling ceiling. Other times, it reveals that what we need is always present.
Keep driving. See the world open up before you. See it rushing to you with gifts.
Keep your radio tuned to Truth.
The static will dissolve, and the signal will be there loud and clear, providing the relief of knowing that a person, place, or thing is not the intermediary of Love’s provision.
Stay tuned to Truth and experience that Love is always expansively providing. Remember that you are Its giver and Its gift.