It seems that my holiness is the answer to every question I could pose. I recall an event with my husband’s work I attended about a few years back. There was talk among some during the large gathering where I felt quite a disagreement, political and otherwise. There were state VIPs that I particularly did not care for nor voted for. Even the barrage of mini-workshops, one after the other, and as my husband declared “death by powerpoint.” The working lunch left much to be desired for as I literally had nothing to eat, save a small salad since I am gluten free. It was an Italian themed lunch with all pasta and bread!
This led to a gamut of feelings: boredom, irritation, anger, complaint, and uncomfortable. Even the memory of this event brings up similar feelings.
All this stops when I remember that “My holiness is my salvation.” Remembering the truth is my salvation.
Keeping my mind in check consistently is how I can remember that “My holiness is my salvation” and nothing in the world is.