Good News or Bad?

The bravado is tangible; you can feel it, see it, and almost touch it.  People are confident in New York!  The best, brightest, and arguably the most arrogant people I have ever met have spent time in the City.  They don’t always stay, yet each marks his territory and travels on with a big of New York always visible. 
 
I enjoy the brash confidence.  I love the competitive striving to be the best, or at least the most extreme at whatever one strives to do.  I find hope in the energy and excitement people bring.  Yet the city holds people struggling to stay alive.  In the rhetoric, lights, and pace of it all people are hurting.  In the money, power, and status people are fighting to survive.  In the greatest are the weak and powerless. 
 
In the mix that I find truth hiding.  You and I are God’s children.  Even if we don’t believe, God says it is a fact.  You and I are Divinity’s home.  No matter how we behave, God wants to be in us.  In these paradoxes we feel strong and weak.  We continue a life quest to satisfy the thirst within.  In the quiet darkness of the night – in public and as we welcome sleep – you and I know the truth of our souls.  We may not be able to deal with it, but we know.  We may not want to see, but we know.  We may not be able to come to grips with what we sense is true, yet we know.
 
It is good news or bad that everything seems to mock the truth we know?  “Ha!  Your sails are in shreds, your mast wobbling, your hold leaking.  The plunder is free for the taking, free for all—for weak and strong, insiders and outsiders.”  (Isaiah 33.23)
 
For me it’s good news.  Everything I know tells me God is the answer.  Everything I feels directs me towards Divinity as the next step.  Everything I have experienced pulls me to the one source of peace, belonging, and wonder.