Part of a whole

No one ever knows what divine narrative God may be writing with the crooked lines of someone’s struggles, misdeeds, and omissions”

                                                            John O’Donohue

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to what degree do I believe

that God is engaged in my life

writing a divine narrative of which I am

somehow

a part?

that is a good question

I do believe that we live on Sacred ground

Moses was not unique

when his toes clutched the earth of the Sinai

and he stood in the flickering light of

divine fire

every step we take

we are in touch with what is Sacred

the earth

the sky

the mountains and rivers

the flora and fauna

that person we stumble across

all contain God

participate in God

are, in some sense Sacred

and the more aware one is of this

the more the Divine influences

each step

each action

each word

each thought

if I see God in the mountains

do I dare rip that mountain apart for coal

if God is in that river do I careless allow oil

to foul its waters?

If I see God in that child

can I pull her from her mother

and throw her into a cage?

If I sense the that man is a Child of God

can I discard him

because he happens to have an addiction?

I suspect that in some mysterious way

we do participate in some sort of divine narrative

But I suspect we participate in that narrative as a single thread

participates in an amazing handwoven carpet

We are woven into the fabric of something huge and complex

In my hubris I want God to be all about “me”

And my individual journey

I want God guiding each step

Determining my path

Setting me on my way

But the more I participate in the mystery

the more I understand that we are all so inextricably woven together

that we cannot separate our narrative from all narratives

our narrative is not more important than another’s narrative

we are not singled out for blessing

or for curse

we are part of a whole we cannot understand

we are in this together

each of us doing the best we can

moving along in torturous fashion

but all

together

creating the divine narrative

moving haltingly

toward that new heaven

and more importantly

that new earth