Master's Way

If you have been reading my blog for long, you would have gathered that my Master is a bit of a control freak. He is always watching me, getting all up in my grill, telling how to do even the most simple and mundane of tasks... loading the dishwasher, sweeping, brushing my teeth... whatever I am busy with, pretty soon he is there, watching and perfecting.

It isn't always easy... sometimes I interpret it as "you are doing that wrong", as criticism. I do not take criticism gracefully. I have to stop myself and blink, to look at it again, to see if for something different...

I have so see the faces instead of the vases...

I had to learn to change the word 'criticism' in my head to the the word 'correction'. I can accept correction gracefully, gratefully.

I have also learned to say to myself, "There is not right way. There is no wrong way. There is only Master's way." I say it over and over some days. It is not about if I was doing it wrong, or if one of us is right... it is about who ultimately in control.

But today, I realized how much I have internalized Master's way. I was talking to someone about a little thing, and I realized how much I was reflecting Master's wishes, rules and ways in my comments to her. I realized how much they had become my own. I have not said the right way, wrong way mantra in months and months.