Fossils

I have a tendency to allow my past to effect my present and future more than they should. I know there are some consequences to my actions of the past I will never completely be able to erase….forgiveness does not always eliminate the consequences. There is some wreckage that simply can not be cleaned from the landscape of my life. The skeletons of that wreckage become part of the scenery of my life….but as the grass grows over them and time effects its change, the shapes become less discernable. I can not allow what I can’t change, what I don’t have, and what I can not do to interfere with what I can and have changed, what I do have and should be grateful for, and what I can and must do to live happy, joyous, and free while being of maximum service to God and my fellow man. The fossilized skeletal remains may be there to enable me to help others and prevent history from repeating itself by never allowing me to forget where I came from, but the dinosaur of the man I was who wrecked the landscape of the past no longer exists. He is extinct. I can not give it power by living as though the past is still alive.