I’m too hard. Mostly, I am too hard on myself. I was raised to confess my sins and to need salvation from my wicked ways. Oh, there was much more beauty and love than that in my Catholic traditions, but that subtle upshot was constant and powerful during my formative years.
Well, well, well into adulthood now, I have no resentment for learning this way of destructive self talk. I am enlightened enough to have learned to be more kind in my view of myself and my efforts. What disappointments me is other contemporaries of mine have let go of Christianity all together having learned only of a suffering Jesus who saves.
There is much more to the story. He LIVES! The tomb was empty. He ascended into Heaven and lives. Radical is that he lives in the Holy Spirit and lives in us. He is living throughout our body and we can chose how to express His love in our lives and in our interactions with others.
When we choose to believe, we can take it easy. We can let go of the hurt and hatred. We can let in the light and the love. This then lightens our pack and life becomes easy. It is so simple really to love as Jesus loved.