How is it between us?

There is a quote I read several times that is credited to Mother Teresa.  There are several different variations of it and it is said that, even though it was written on Mother Teresa's bedroom wall, it originally came from another source.  Regardless, I enjoy it and I am encouraged to continue "to run with perseverance the race marked out for me" every time I read it.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.  Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.  Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.  Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.  Be honest and sincere anyway.

What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.  Create anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.  Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten.  Do good anyway.

Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.  Give your best anyway.

In the final analysis, it is between you and God.  It was never between you and them anyway.

-this version is credited to Mother Teresa

  

I get so distracted by life - by all the things I am trying to accomplish or succeed in - that I so often forget that I need to remember that I am forgetting God and that it is all about God anyway.

There is a song by Sara Groves that I have been singing to myself a lot lately.  I think the words need no commentary.

How is it between us? by Sara Groves

Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, the wrong side of the room, the wrong side of the world. 

Can't put my finger on the mood.

It's not melancholy, anger or the blues. 

I love my husband, my house, my job. 

Couldn't be any better, and really what else is there? 

Then I realize I'm forgetting God, and that's the root of all my misery. 

Lord, first of all, how is it between you and me?

Chorus: 

How is it between us? How is it between us? 

When did I talk to you last, and what has happened since? 

How is it between us? How is it between us? 

When did I talk to you last, and what has happened since? 

When I wake up I am on my way, reinventing the wheel and saving the day. 

I have learned this lesson a thousand times, I am the branch, and you are the vine. 

Apart from you we are mice and men, with our fancy dreams of grandeur and no way to get there.

Oh I can think about you now and then, or I can make a mark on eternity.

Lord first of all, how is it, between you and me? . 

Chorus

So let the wicked prosper, 

let the oceans roar,

let the mountains crumble & fall into the sea. 

There's something more important weighing on my mind. 

Lord first of all, how is it between you and me?

Chorus