Let It Be

3 words - some would say made famous by the Beatles - and yet so hard to do sometimes. Our passion to have things a certain way (some would say my way) tends to have us take that it and smash it, bop it, twist it, turn it, mold it, cram it, massage it, torture it, until IT becomes the it we want it to be.

I have been dealing a lot with letting things be recently. The dance between diving in and letting it be seems more like an internal reenactment of some violent battle scene with dragons and swords from Game of Thrones. Will it all just work out? Can we turn a blind eye? Let those who are engaged in such horrific acts tire out and those of us with love and kindness wait until it is over? Or should we march forward, combating their hate with love, doing small things in a big way?

I don't know the answer, nor do I pretend to be as wise as Paul McCartney or Mother Mary, yet I do know this. My heart wants to love people. My soul craves peace. My thoughts show mercy.

I will, for today, let it be.