His agent

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, pondering and meditating lately. I live a life of active contemplation. Despite this or because of it I am blessed. My recent decision to apply to an MBA program has been born of this contemplation. At the same time I am given to pondering the imponderables and wondering if I’m doing the right thing. Everyone including one of my spiritual advisors have suggested that I should pursue this thought with more action.

I recently purchased “Conquest of Fear” for a friend. The book is one of my favorites. It’s a text I refer to from time to time and ponder again what the author is saying. Thursday night I opened up the book and immediately my eyes fell on the following passage. This passage has animated the last three or four days of my life.

Trust in the Lord and do good,” he goes on; ”
so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou
shalt be fed. Delight thyself also in the Lord,
and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.”
This was nothing new; it was only new to me.
To feel that I could give up being responsible
for results and devote myself to my work was in
itself a relief. If I tried to “trust in the Lord
and do good”—by which I suppose is meant
doing my duty to the best of my small ability—
He would look after the rest. My position was
somewhat that of a trusted subordinate given a
free hand, but having over him a supreme authority
taking charge of all consequences. I
was not working on what our modern idiom
neatly summarises as “my own.” I was His
agent.–Basil King, Conquest of Fear, p.74

About Don Watkins

I'm a FOSS advocate, writer, educator, Python coder, Linux user, US Navy Veteran, Secular Franciscan, husband,father and grandfather. I blog about my life and experiences that give it meaning.
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