Good Morning, God!
This afternoon Kit and I fly off to Ft. Lauderdale to embark on a cruise with the Garrison Keillor ensemble. A truly joyful thing to do. And Kit and I are reasonably well — for which I am very, very thankful.
But, beloved friends are NOT well. And our World’s Balance is being shaken by all sorts of Forces. And, so I grieve as well as rejoice. Grieving AND rejoicing?
It is as if I have an Inner Landscape in which BOTH are taking place. Prayers go up — drenched in tears — for dear friends. Words fail. Groans escape.
Dame Julian assures us that ALL WILL BE WELL. And, I cling to that assurance.
Ah, but we are Creatures set in Time. And in my NOW I can go to PEACE and JOY and GRATITUDE. I have so much to be thankful for.
And I can fall off dark cliffs into the pain of people’s suffering. Into the PAIN of personal friends struggling with illness in their families. And fall into the amorphous cloud of the Dark Nights of Syria. Literally a Dark Age. Millions of children suffering because of ? ? ? Everyone has a reason that blames someone else.
And me? I’m a bit embarrassed by the cruise as our past trips have mostly been for Kit to run marathons. But, we do give money away to charities. We give small bits of time and attention. Too small. Yes, God, too small! And prayers, You ask?
Right now I am praying for HOPE! Hope such as will move us . . . move me . . . into doing what I can. Praying for peace. Praying for love, kindness and forgiveness. Praying for a willingness to BLESS BLESS and refrain from cursing. Praying FOR all those lost in Meaninglessness who turn to hate in order to Matter.
I’m sure glad YOU are in charge . . . except You are delegating to each one of us, aren’t You.