Good Morning, God!
I loved the Disney Hall, God! It is Elegant and Different. Then a friend told me that there are 90,000 homeless living in this downtown LA area. How can this be, God? How is it that we as a Society have come to accept this?
It isn’t that I expect everyone to fit into the working world. Kit was reading me an article about how our new Poet Laureate, W.S. Merwin, lives off the grid in Maui. They collect their own water and live simply. He is working — creating — and he is valued. I wonder, God, if some of the homeless are not Poets who never found Poetry? Hmm.
Humans come in such an array of intelligences and giftings — some fit easily into the working world — others figure out HOW to live off the grid and out of the box — like Merwin. Ah, but others, God, they are the damaged ones. Alcohol, drugs, abuse — or neurological kinks that make it impossible for them to FIT into the preset holes we have. Do we need more adaptive holes, God?
And how about the story of the man who was on alcohol and drugs from childhood. Someone paid him to go to an AA meeting and sign in under another name to satisfy a court order. It was his first AA meeting and it “took.” With Your Help he went to college and got a job.
That story makes me feel that we could be reaching — reclaiming — a lot more than we do. Bless those who are reaching out, God!