Well, I'm glad you got the jist of what I was saying! I guess that one sentence would have made it easier to read!
I have just had so many great friends who all do things so differently. They have been so helpful to me in so many ways, I would never want to put them down for parenting differently than me. Sometimes, even with my friends and sisters, that is really difficult for me. Over the past year, I have relieved myself of that burden. It is so nice to feel like I can just love people and not worry about how they're doing things. It is so nice to have people with similar interests. though. I finally got ahold of that letter, so here it is. I really think it is amazing, and it hit me really hard:
One of the lessons of old age...as the grizzled old man looks back...is that each person connects with the Savior and with His love in unique ways. My job in life is not to look around and, not understanding the very personal and often private connection of
children of God with their Master, criticize that path; but if I am going to walk beside the Master in doing His work, just love and
respect each of the children of God whom I am privileged to know (which, by the way, is also a divinely guided connection), and
to learn from each one and just give love and respect the fact their Almighty Father and Son are already at work in their lives in
very powerful ways. Part of the awesomeness of the Divine Processes is the multi-faceted complexity of His work with His
children. I have found when I respect that Process and have the inspired vision to see it at work, then I find it easy and natural
to just love that son or daughter of God and not interfere with God-at-Work in that life. My job (remember my releasing myself
of being everyone's critic in front of the mirror), if I am going to do it God's way, is to love and respect each one of His children,
and even understand more clearly the Process as it is Divinely unfolding: work harmoniously with the Ongoing-Divine-Work-at-
Hand, rather than try to steady the ark and recreate the Work-at-Hand in my own incomplete image. I have found my own image
of things to be faulty so often; that I believe my faith requires greater confidence in God's Almighty Goodness and my own humility in its face. He is way ahead of my feeble mind and opinions in these matters!
So....what? We often have loved ones, including neighbors and inactives whom we home teach as well as family members, who
don't do things the way we have decided to do them. My Pickett, Nichols, Porter and Briggs families are full of folks living
another way. But if I have faith in my Father in Heaven, I will learn to respect his Ongoing Work in that child of His whom I
also love, and become a friend who loves and creates a nurturing environment of love in which all can make up their own minds
about changes in their lives: including if, when, where, and how to change. If they want help and advice, the gentle and loving
relational environment becomes the key, and they will feel safe and nurtured by our relationship enough to visit freely about their
Divine Journey, and reveal aspects of it which I was too blind to see while I was trying to change them and recreate them in my
Now, with children, it is a little different as you jerk them out from under the wheels of autos, etc. and they feel they have been
used and abused by the parental authority structure and imperfect attempts to guide them to safety. (Sorry for the bruises!)
But when they have grown and have their own families, my job is not to criticize their choices, but to once again love and respect...
respect is the most important starting point...their pathway and support them in their goodness, which I may overlook if I have
chosen to view them from behind my own Eye-Beam, as Jesus said. Righteous Judgment is a quality hard to come by, except
from God. I am suspicious of it in myself, since it becomes too often Self-Righteous Mis-judgment.
So, I have a little light with which to find my way in life. The light that really makes a difference comes from the inspiration of
Heaven. I have developed a Way, which I find mostly sound and wholesome and inspired and inspirational for me. Each of
you has a Way equally so.
All wagons don't have to be painted the same to get us across the plains. They just need wheels. Paint and wheels are both
good things and helpful and functional, but are not equally critical in getting us there. I respect the Paths inspirationally chosen
and being chosen by each of you and will not interfere, unless by occasional knee-jerk reactive habit if you seem to be slipping
under the wheels of a passing car. Forgive any of that please, as old parental habits die hard, but we will not jump into the
middle of your lives, which you are living just great on your own, thank you.
But we would love to share your lives and marvel with you at the diverse and unique experiences each of you is having and
learn from you as you blaze your path across the plains of life with handcarts, jets, DSL and cable. We also hope you are
feeling the same way and are uncritically rejoicing about each other's lives!
Hope that was worth the length!