A friend reached out this a.m. after reading St Therese’s prayer. She has lost both her parents in the last few months. We chatted a bit about grief and asking for strength. She commented she wasn’t sure who she was talking to in her head, but that traditional beliefs did not have a presence in her life right now.
Completely understandable, we don’t feel very spirited in the wilderness.
It got me to thinking…
Faith. Does it matter what you are having faith in, or just that you are choosing to believe?
And which feels better right now– to project hope into a future positive possibility or to fear the worst?
Faith is seeing possibilities, not just problems. (What is a problem solver anyway? I think it’s just someone that believes in possible solutions.)
love never fails
In a show of love, and memory, for a mother who worked in the church on projects to support and restore inspirational stainless glass windows, Hans Christian- pictured above- inspires with his symbol of a Celtic Cross tattooed over his heart.
The Celtic cross symbolizes strength, endurance, and compassion. It represents the meeting place of divine energies, and can be seen as a symbolic compass, offering spiritual navigation and eternal love. How befitting these times- when enduring love, strength, and compassions are lifeblood.
“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”1 CORINTHIANS 13:4-7
Like a list of ingredients, the primary ingredient here comes first:
Patience through the ups and downs of your life.
Patience to wait a three days before freaking out, as in the Easter story which went from the worst thing that could’ve ever happened to followers of Christ’s way to the greatest show- up-on-earth. Today is a day for patience, and strength, and compassion, regardless of whatever might come next…
Patience is being in a chapter of the wilderness of your life and dealing with your circumstances, and emotions, rather than running like a bat outa hell.
Patience is enduring the wait for a vaccination or herd immunity to kick in so that you can come back into joyful communion with those you care for.
Patience is parenting “young adults” and waiting for their brains to catch up to their bravado.
Patience is your presence alongside a loved one at the end of their life.
Patience is waiting for anxiety or addiction to loosen its grip on a loved one, and discerning what your role is in their story.
Patience is trusting that Kairos- God’s time- is perfect timing, even when it does not seem to fit into our own impatient timeframe.
This year of Covid, this chapter of almost 400 days of wilderness, has been the hero’s journey of our lifetime, with uncountable ups and downs, and purgatory-like pauses for every human on the planet. Like the Easter story, it will end well, despite all the pain and suffering we are needing to go through to get there. Good News: We’re almost there. So like the disciples on Holy Saturday, just hold on a bit more, and remember…
Leading Lyrics for Times like this:
“Through many dangers, toils and snares
We have already come
T’was Grace that brought us safe thus far
And Grace will lead us home”
~ “Amazing Grace,” by John Newton
Patience to listen to a long, soulful rendition:
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