This post is part of my cornerstone content, written years ago, updated for today and still inspiring wisdom and deep understanding.
Back in 2008-9, we were living in Tatui, Brazil while my husband built a factory for his work.
Blake and I had been arguing, so I took a walk with Tootsie to go cool off. Now, Blake and I don’t argue very often, but like all couples, when we do, it’s painful. Not physically, fortunately, but for me, it felt like my heart and mind were on fire. My gut was in a knot and I was struggling not to cry in public. I was miserable.
As Tootsie and I walked along the street of our gated community, I asked God (Allah, the Universe, Divine, Source, Force….) for help.
“Dear God, I hate feeling like this! I want to feel better. I know this will all eventually work itself out, but I don’t know how or when. I need to feel better but I just don’t know what to do. Please help me!”
As I came around the corner to the next street, I looked up in the sky and that’s when I saw it. Protruding from the storm clouds was the biggest cock and balls I have ever seen in my life!! It was 50 stories tall (I’m guessing) and just absolutely immense! I laughed out loud but, unfortunately, I didn’t have a camera on me at the time.
I clapped and giggled and thanked God for this wonderful, inspiring gift! After all, who created the cock and balls, but God Himself, right?! Not only did God create the cock and balls (and everything else) but also, fortunately for everyone, He created the sense of humor! One of the best gifts of all!
What a magnificent sight! All of that angst and suffering in my heart was replaced by joy and laughter! All that pain I had been feeling, which seemed so solid and immovable just minutes before, now melted away. Like clouds being blown by the wind, my pain had moved on. There lies the real beauty of inspiration.
One thing can change everything.
I realize now that it was because I asked for help that I got it. Not unlike the “Divine download,” I got the day the analogy for You’re the Boat came to me. Asking for help was the first step to feeling better.
So, what do you think, my friendly blog reader.
Have you had a time when you just know God stepped in to help you out?
I’d love to hear about it in the comments below.