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Tuesday, October 29, 2024

In this moment, I will blaze

“I used to think that hope was the confidence that what I fear won’t happen.”  Then she added, “Now I think that hope is the confidence that what I fear will happen, but that I don’t have to be afraid.”…

 

… here is the presence of doom we find a portal into maturity and wisdom.  Domm challenges us to face our greatest fear, and as we do, we discover that this fear played a big part in driving us toward doom in the first place.

              Brian McLaren, “Life After Doom”

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Today my eyes opened

And my heart broke open.

 

And as I walked along familiar paths

And did accustomed things

 

The sky shone cerulean.

And  golden rays broke through the darkness of the tress

Splashes of gold among the emerald green and brilliant gold

Of the fall grasses

 

Everything seems precious

A treasure I wanted to hug close to my soul

 

Today I felt my mortality

I realized I am a light

A candle

I am alight, here and now

I am “wax and wick of unknown length,

carrying a fragile gift of flame”

for a time

 

Today I imagined the world without me

And all became precious

The colors deepened and I realized how precious

Each moment is

 

I felt my connection to the earth,

And to the animals who

let me love them,

the people too

 

it all feels so precarious

as wars rage and the plant is tortured

by our greed

as damaged people create damage and division

in families, communities

and nations

 

it is easy to be afraid,

but much harder to hope

when hope is based on the fact that I will die

later or sooner

and that evil might prevail, at least for a season.

 

But that while I am still alight

I can do what I can, in this moment

To bring peace

And kindness

Into the world

 

I am a candle

Wax and wick, flesh and bone

 

And in this moment I will blaze

(or perhaps flicker)

As best I can

For the time gifted me

 

I will seek to be the living flame of love” (St. John of the Cross)

And will live forward in hope

Rather than in fear


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