I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, March 29, 2018
No spectators allowed
Don't just learn, experience.
Don't just read, absorb.
Don't just change, transform.
Don't just relate, advocate.
Don't just promise, prove.
Don't just criticize, encourage.
Don't just think, ponder.
Don't just take, give.
Don't just see, feel.
Don’t just dream, do.
Don't just hear, listen.
Don't just talk, act.
Don't just tell, show.
Don't just exist, live.”
Roy T.
Bennett, The Light in the Heart
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It is easy to go through life, just going through the motions
Being a human doing, and not a human being
We often are the “hit and run drivers” of the universe
Careening throughout day
Without engaging
We are not touched
By the sky
The sunrise
By the person in front of us
We are observers of life
Detached
A half a step outside
The world
Perhaps
If we want to transform the world
(I certainly do)
We cannot be spectators
Yes, life is messy
Situations and relationships
Are messy
But I suspect that just as the Sacred is woven into the mess
(think incarnation if you will)
We are to be participate in the mess
We cannot run away from our garbage
We cannot run away from other people's junk.
People are dealing with pain, hurt, and difficulty all
around us.
We cannot touch this pain from a distance
We cannot love from a distance.
We must get our hands
And our hearts
Dirty
And listen, even when it’s hard
See, when we don’t want to
Feel, even when it hurts
There is love
To be done
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