Experiences in life can be hard, painful, and at times, seemingly evil. Every hell is unique and yet, at the core of each touch, we are taken to a familiar place of darkness, fear, and uncertainty.
In a recent conversation, a question was placed on the table. I was sure I had laid the groundwork to answer the question before it was asked. Yet, in that moment, a seemingly simple question took me to a place of darkness, uncertainty, and anger. I came to the question, open and unguarded. I could feel everything change, altered in ways I did not anticipate. I moved on resolved, eyes opened, and ready for the next.
The lingering questions centers on what will come next. There is a familiar and incredibly strong pull to put on my battle gear and go into battle. I also hear a quiet whisper, inviting me to care, kindness, and compassion. Even in the quietness of the invitation I hear a challenge, will your action be “letting the world know of your [Divine] power for good, the lavish splendor of your kingdom”? (Psalm 145.12)
As I reflect on the dusty dawn this morning, knowing even as I write that its journey will take it into a powerful demonstration of relentless energy, I am struck by the silent beauty that it brings. Hope comes with the light. A fresh recreation is rediscovered with each new day. This day can be whatever I am willing to make it.
In my darkness, the lessons of hope stand out as a reminder of the Divine call. A call which is open to everyone, including me.
Each moment is a mini dawn of new beginning and recreation. As hard as the night might be, in the dawn is an opportunity to start with a fresh heart, mind, and soul. The same is true in the moment you and I hold in our hands.
We have Divine freedom within to choose what will be. In any context, will we choose care, kindness, and love? We only have this moment in time.