I Don’t Blame God

God gave me everything I would need before I decided to come into this world. It’s my unbelief that prevents me from accessing all the gifts. God is not to blame.

Until I am healed of my unbelief I will wait at the hallway (according to a Facebook post by a cousin of mine) until the door of FAITH is completely opened.

So, until the door of FAITH is completely opened, I will have to deal with my stomach problems, my allergies, my walking disability.

My environment does not help much but I am being guided on Facebook by: Neale Walsch, Wayne Dyer, Louise Hay, Gary Zukav. Of course I have a living model in my husband. Many times Tato Malay helps.

I am allergic to Facebook posts that smack of religion because of my personal history. My perception of religion as hypocrisy is due to my personal history. Ironically, I was once very religious.

Now I believe in God more than ever. I no longer blame anything nor anybody. Ho’oponopono has taught me well.

I have even stopped blaming my too analytical AIM studies, my former bosses who kept focusing on what could go wrong. I no longer blame my critical Literature studies and my analytical Literature teaching.

Ultimately, it is a matter of PERSONAL CHOICES.