Lawless Living.

I've had my fill of living according to rules that have legal and/or social consequences if broken. No one condemns me with greater sharpness than I do myself over my failures -- whether they be speeding tickets or bloodpressure-raising-verbal-hooks with another person. So, this, the first day of my 54th year, I've decided to strive henceforth to live each day lawlessly! After all, if there is no law, where is the guilt to be, right?

Today I have camped for awhile on some ancient words taken from Galatians chapter 5:

^"22But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, ²³gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. "

I've never yet had an officer scribble on his notepad because he caught me driving within the speed limit. No friend has ever told me I was terribly wrong when I remained cool under the collar during a difference of opinion. I've never been down on myself at pillow-time for being over-run by joy and peace that day! Kinza has never cringed when I have spoken words of kindness and affirmation. Bruce doesn't appear disgruntled by my behaviour when it is fashioned by love. My boss has not once slapped my wrist for being a faithful and trustworthy worker. No client has ever bent a gaze of disapproval in my direction for being patient during a time of crisis.

So here's to Lawless Living!
Cheers!