I have issues with the word obedience, especially in relation to God.
When I’m told to obey, I rebel.
I blanch at the sound of the word obedience or stumble across it in my reading. This hasn’t gone away with the growth I’ve experienced. It seems less brutal but it still bites.
My difficulties and trials have taught me is to transform “obey” to “accept.” What has happened is that when I accept the way the universe was created and how it appears to operate.
I have no choice with gravity or volcanos, or waves on the ocean or rain or the movement of tectonic plates or etc. …
By becoming aware of this and accepting my powerlessness, I sit in the presence with silent mind and the knowing and guidance comes.
I’ve discovered how to be a vessel for a wonder filled life. I live in God.