I thought this was an excellent Living Scripture from a friend of mine named Beth:

One must be careful with the concept of “help.” I once took my young children to a museum where there was an exhibit of baby chicks that were in
the process of hatching. My middle daughter reached over and began to peal away the shell from what she perceived to be a struggling chick. The
attendant quickly chastised her for doing so. She knelt down on my daughters level, and explained to her that the chick NEEDED to struggle it’s
OWN way out of the shell in order to build the muscles to live properly. She explained that if helped, the chick would either be crippled, or could
die as a result of being “helped.”

I think this could have a similar significance in the marriage restoration. Let’s be real. I have no idea what is going to happen next. We had some minor quakes occur on the 7th and 8th – we spoke twice on both days – for a record breaking 7 minutes on the 8th. She requested my help with involving our kids for the first time in almost 1.5 years and wasn’t asking for money. This was huge for her to involve me. It was the first time we had spoken at any length for almost 2 months. A random event is what spurned the phone call – it came out of the blue.

Haven’t heard from her since. I realize that there are certain lessons that she is needing to learn and I want to help her, but each time I am robbing her of the needed lessons. Counter balancing this with the understanding that our kids need their mother and their father. It is a very fine line to walk. When I first started this journey I had a different definition of love than what I have now. There is a time to interfere and there is a time to sit back and allow a person the freedom to learn things on their own. My pesky ego wants to take control and say we could solve this whole thing in 1-2 months, yet God has me prohibited from doing so.

One of the things I’ve learned is to try and package truth with love. Over the course of the last year she has done certain things that I disagreed with and it probably came off as judgmental to her. I’ve been trying to learn how to better package what I write in a manner that can be received, yet is still truth. It seems that by delivering truth, I become tested at a similar level. Something will happen and I’ll be tested. If I can remain aware long enough and realize it is a test, then I can make a more informed decision and discern potential outcomes.

What is really weird, is when I respond with love – whatever barb were thrown my way – seem to magically disappear a short while later as though someone or something is up there intervening. If I respond with haste, or without love – it blows up in my face – every single time.

Moving on….

So was the astrology stuff right? Yeah on some levels it was right on the money. The 7th and 8th were pretty big. I started doing a search of history and found that it was used by all sorts of smart fellows and theologians alike. Heck, even the founder of what is now Citibank used it. However, in a similar way as everything else, what I am finding is that there is A LOT of junk out there. There is a lot of misuse, but it DOES give one the ability to better understand one’s self. This in turn can allow one to actually LOVE people. I don’t mean the hip new age all you need is love mantra preached by some aspects of our culture. I mean loving people from where they are at. It is easier said than done, but when you begin to understand why people are they way they are – it helps. It helps in understanding that your spouse is in many ways your EXACT opposite and thinks exactly opposite you. There is probably a reason for that.

I recently read about a bishop in the Catholic Church denied Christian burial for having an astrology book under his pillow when he died. I’m finding many more interesting tidbits such as this the more I dig.

I also thought that this was something that should certainly make me think (posted with permission):

In 1972, my sisters husband was murdered. I found her and her 4 children a home in my neighborhood. I had only been studying astrology for about a year or two. I saw that my husband (at the time) would be sexually attracted to her from the chart that I worked on her. I fretted about that. My Scorpio planets and that Cancer ascendant were working overtime with the imagination and the suspicions. I went to see Joy Tally, a well known psychic in Virginia Beach. She voiced all the fears that was in my mind, told me that my husband and sister would have an affair. A year passed. My sister and her family adjusted nicely in my neighborhood. My husband hardly paid any attention to my most gorgeous sister (I live with her now) It never happened. Then one day a fellow astrology student and I were going over a chart or two in my dining room. My sister stopped by and saw her chart on the table.

“Joyce, I wasn’t born that year. I was born in —–” The psychic told me what was in my head and the thoughts were wrong. She was expensive, but the lesson was, indeed, very valuable.

What does that tell you, Mary? Some psychics can read your mind and think that your thoughts are the truth. Charts are often mis-interpreted too.

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