I can see the possible, yet barriers, obstacles, and stubborn individuals block the opportunities. As doors seem to open the challenges are clear. It is as if the obstacles of the past generation of leaders endured and are now combining forces with demons from my past to create a mountain between where we are and where we need to be.
Part of me simply wants to scream. I am not sure if it frustration, anger, or impatience. There is a good chance that it is a combination of all three! Even though I had a hand in creating the current situation, I find myself wanting to blame someone, anyone else. My mind has already said what my mouth refuses to express; “Soften up, God, and intervene; hurry and get me some help,” (Psalm 40.13)
I find myself going back to Divine assurances that I seemed to have forgotten.
We are never alone. As dark, dismal, and despairing as life can get, which for me always leads to a overwhelming sense of being alone, Hope is within us. God’s calls our minds, souls, and physical bodies as home. Divinity is within us. As alone as we might feel, there is something bigger than us within us.
Our struggle is part of a bigger story. We belong in the larger picture. We are in this with other members of our family. Each one, starting with God and then moving to the people that share our lives, are willing to share in our journey. Each can and will help in her/his way. In this story, one of our roles is to create space and opportunity for their touch.
In helping others we help ourselves. Life’s overwhelming and consuming demands often push me into a corner. With every effort we make to reach out to others we lighten our own load, bringing Hope and Light into our space.
The darkness I woke up to today is giving way to soft yellow, gold, and orange. It is a gentle reminder that the darkness does not need to last. Help is here.
