I honestly don’t know how to do life. I find it incredibly complicated much of the
time. I struggle over how to keep all
the plates spinning on their skinny poles…insurance and taxes, phone plans, household
chores and work and maintaining relationships, and reaching beyond my family
borders to friends and strangers. I’m
not too keen on some aspects of “doing business” and am more inclined to the
internal things where I turn over the gem that’s in my hand at the moment and examine
its facets from various angles, full of wonder about some small thing I have noticed
and what truth it reflects. I am more of
a poet-of-sorts and artist, yet have a pretty strong inclination for a design,
a plan, and a purpose also. It kind of explains how I sometimes drive myself a
little crazy figuring out priorities and how I will respond to life.
It also explains how I have settled into this adventure of
faith. I find it extremely comforting to
be in the arms of a Father who loves me, who is the most brilliant being ever
and has solved a whole passel of “impossibilities” that I have witnessed
first-hand. He has astonishingly good
and beautiful and purposeful plans, and has never expected me to figure it all
out—though He loves it when my mind, body, heart, soul, and spirit (along with
my time and resources) are given to His ideas.
He loves it when we want to dig for His secrets. But He lets us be His kids, with the messy
faces and skinned knees we often have as we curl up in His lap to hear His
sound words again.
I am in my early 60s and am thrilled with the prospects of how
much there still is to discover. I am
well rooted. And I am still green in so many ways.
I love this adventure of faith and all the layers there are to
find. I don’t know much. But He doesn’t press me to figure it out
alone. I have companions on the road, brilliant
mentors, sages, daring adventurers, and sound thinkers who share with me what
they have seen and gleaned along the way.
God will give me as much of the truth as I want, delving as deep as I
want to go, and invites me still be the kid who can get tucked in and kissed at
the end of the day. A pretty awesome
life.
Photograph from morguefile.com by ashishkumar2287
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