Looking up at the nighttime sky,
Your artistry on full display.
Shades of hope… brighter, better times,
Memories reckoning what was,
Speculation of what will be,
But then light, your glorious light,
Bringing me back to my senses.
Troubled, wretched waters may be,
Times for standing up together,
Praying that this beat finds its end.
Looking up at the nighttime sky,
Your artistry on full display.
The stones are crying out for all.
Forsaken? No, nor shall any be.
Nothing more to be said or written. What is there to do when it seems there are no more words? What happens when the cries and pleas of those in need are ignored? When ears are deaf, and eyes are blind to the underlying angst and pain? When shaking heads do not cease to shake and wonder, “Why?”
Discord, disparity, outrage, and disbelief build to the beaten down, and the rhythm utters, “Too much! Too much!” Yet, in some places, perhaps in pockets unseen or not noticed, the tide is slowly turning. Faith, courage, and wisdom are building from a whisper, and the voice of Truth is coming, “Enough! Enough!”
Oftentimes, whether they are good or bad times, happy or sad, the most powerful thing is to step back and allow oneself to be filled with the Breath of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, in memory and honor of all that was, that is, and that will be. For standing firm in the loving presence of God, makes it possible to stand firm with peace and knowledge in one’s heart and mind, and provides the strength to forge ahead.
Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Saviour
– Matt Crocker, Joel Houston & Salomon Ligthelm
from Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)
O most blessed Light divine,
Shine within these hearts of yours,
And our inmost being fill!
Where you are not, we have naught,
Nothing good in deed or thought,
Nothing free from taint of ill.
Heal our wounds, our strength renew;
On our dryness pour your dew;
Wash the stains of guilt away:
Bend the stubborn heart and will;
Melt the frozen, warm the chill;
Guide the steps that go astray. – excerpt Veni Sancte Spiritus
Sometimes a tug on a loose string can lead to it separating completely, or staying firm, holding onto the place from whence it came. Other times, pulling on a string can begin the process of unraveling seemingly without end, as if both sides, loose string and the whole to which it belongs, have given up. Either way, some sort of repair is needed when pieces that were designed and knitted to fit together as a whole, become detached.
When there is separation, wherever it may be, both sides are vital to the process of becoming one again. What happens, though, when neither side seems capable of stopping the unraveling before it’s too late? What happens when neither side seems interested in being unified, and the end result is a pile of loose strings, thread, or yarn? … A complete falling apart? Catastrophe?
No, not at all. Despite how it may seem, there is always a way, either already present or coming into place. There is always hope and prayer to be exercised, and to lead forward.
It is the story of humankind. Vision born of faith, makes it clear that even when it seems things cannot be repaired, and when reconciliation seems impossible, there is birth, rebirth, and rebuilding. There is newness to be discovered.
Faith cultivates and beckons for efforts that are honest, just, and our best. Beyond and alongside that, all there is for one to do is to trust and keep doing that which is both possible as well as inspired through the pulse of one’s heart. Remembering that the extraordinary recovery, the unexpected turn around, or simply, a resolution, and peace, often comes at a time, and in a way, that is truly in the best interest of all.
Sometimes it is best to cut the loose string, and other times it is not. Whichever it is, the best thing to do, is to leave the decision in the hands of the One who knits all things well.
Thus says the Lord:
Share your bread with the hungry,
shelter the oppressed and the homeless;
clothe the naked when you see them,
and do not turn your back on your own.
Then your light shall break forth like the dawn,
and your wound shall quickly be healed;
your vindication shall go before you,
and the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard.
Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer,
you shall cry for help, and he will say: Here I am!
If you remove from your midst
oppression, false accusation and malicious speech;
if you bestow your bread on the hungry
and satisfy the afflicted;
then light shall rise for you in the darkness,
and the gloom shall become for you like midday. – Isaiah 58:7-10
Yesterday, the snow was falling and the roads were slippery on the ride home. Given the conditions outside, it was natural to slow down, happening almost automatically and without much thought. Proceeding with caution and at a slower rate of travel made it much easier to navigate and to be aware and to respond appropriately to icy spots along the way, even those that were hidden and caked over with snow.
Throughout life and the various paths as we journey, there are the things that we may see as well as the things that seem to come out of nowhere. At times, we can be left questioning, “How did I get here?” “Was this avoidable?” … “Was there something I did or did not do?” So often, one may never know the answers to such questions. Even when we do though, we are still in the place in which we are.
It is written of John the Baptist that he was, “A voice of one crying out in the desert: Prepare the way of the Lord, make straight his paths” (Mark 1:3). Surely, his journey included roads with slippery spots… even in the desert. As human beings, we never really know exactly where the curve in the road, or the tricky terrain, will be until we come upon it. However, perhaps the best way to manage whatever that territory may be is to slow down and to remember that in the dark of night, our eyes with the help of the smallest ray of light are able to seek and find the way. Just the same, when we persevere in faith, strive to be faithful, and trust in the Lord, we are guided to life, even in conditions, and at times, that may seem to be the worst.
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