Drops

The skies were dull as the light emerged for the day.  It felt as though the heavens were worried about her future.  It was unclear if things would lighten up or go further south.  In the end, it did both.  As I watched the world go by outside the car window, my wish then and now was the same. “Grace be with you, every one.” (Hebrews 13.25)
 
Darkness does not discriminate.  It touches the rich as well as those struggling.  It reaches those in power along with the powerless.  The haunting words of those who are touched, cancer concurrently with birth and celebration accompanied by tears of sadness illustrate how pervasive darkness is in our lives.  No one is immune from its touch.  With examples weighing on my mind, I want to be on the side of support and care.  Above all, I do not want to make it worse.  
 
Everyone can be part of the solution.  I know I feel helpless at times.  I cannot do much for the stranger several time zones away.  I can do something in the moment I have and the ones beginning to reveal themselves.  Yesterday, I was gifted with smiles and laughter.  It was refreshing and encouraging.  Simple words and actions that came from listening with the intent of understanding.  I could feel the attention and metaphorical embrace.  In being accepted, I was lifted and supported.  The experience is an example to guide my thoughts and actions.
 
Life is not a spectator sport.  The rain does not touch me, even as I know life does.  Ignoring the storms and clouds around me does not eliminate the outcomes of those touched.  Life’s invitation is a demand for our engagement.  We are part of the community.  Individually and collectively, I am reminded of my accountability and responsibility to actively participate in what is unfolding.  I have the freedom to choose what I bring to the party.  I know there are times when I did not bring my best.  Today is my chance to make a difference, one drop at a time.