Two Buddhist monks were walking just after a thunderstorm. They came to a swollen stream. A beautiful, young Japanese woman in a kimono stood there wanting to cross to the other side, but she was afraid of the currents.
One of the monks said, “Can I help you?”
“I need to cross this stream,” replied the woman.
The monk picked her up, put her on his shoulder, carried her through the swirling waters, and put her down on the other side. He and his companion then went on to the monastery.
That night his companion said to him, “I have a bone to pick with you. As Buddhist monks, we have taken vows not to look on a woman, much less touch her body. Back there by the river you did both.”
“My brother,” answered the other monk, “I put that woman down on the other side of the river. You’re still carrying her in your mind.”
How easy it is to be obsessed with the past at the expense of the future.
(from Christianity Today)
Last night one of my precious daughters called me; she was very distraught and in tears. Her ex-husband continues to make her life miserable since she has filed for complete custody of the children because of his abusiveness toward his oldest daughter. His lawyer submitted nine pages of nonsense. Four pages alone where he (the ex) tries to paint a rosy picture of himself, patting himself on his narcissistic back. In his response to additional interrogatories he tells several lies; some of which involve me. He is petitioning the court to keep me from seeing my grandchildren, stating that “regular contact with me is contrary to the best interest of the children because of her past use of drugs/narcotics, orgies and using my child to entertain friends by displaying how well she could roll a marijuana cigarette and prepare cocaine for usage.” He continues on with his lies saying that I have never had regular contact with my grandchildren without having him or my daughter present during visits.
What he fails to mention is that I have been sober and drug free for 33 years. Further more, I did do many sinful things as I have always freely admitted, but I was never involved in orgies, nor did I ever let my daughter in contact with any of my drugs.
I tried to reassure my daughter by reminding her that besides being evil through and through, he is a desperate man. He is being exposed for the evil person he is and he is fighting back by trying to bring others down. I know she was hurt and concerned about the things he said about her, about me, and about others in his ramblings, and she was afraid I too would be hurt.
I am like the one monk; I have put my past sins down “on the other side of the river.” I know God has forgiven me and I have forgiven myself. That doesn’t mean I don’t have regrets, it just means I don’t let my past keep me in bondage.
I wish I would have thought to share this quote by Edward R. Murrow with my daughter last night… He said “To be persuasive, we must be believable. To be believable, we must be credible. To be credible, we must be truthful.
Her ex might be believable, but he is not credible and he is not truthful.
He is the enemy; may he be defeated!