How does one spread the word to those who are not willing to listen? Does the responsibility for communicating stop at some point due to the reception? Is there a limit to the responsibility one has to nurture and tend to the sacred life that is growing within one’s influence?
It is easy to suggest that there is a point at which life becomes to poison or evil and so it beyond reach. I wonder if anyone of us would accept this statement if it were our son or daughter? One might find limits shaped and carved by frustration and broken promises, however if one really believed your mother or father’s life was eternally at risk would any of us be willing to accept that our role had finished? Is there ever a point at which I am released from standing against evil?
I suggest that many behave as if the answer is a resounding yes! At the same time, there are many examples of people taking courageous steps to spread Knowledge at the risk to their self. Jobs are put on the line, prestige is sacrificed, and physical safety left with God in order to share the truth. When I see this in action I find myself quietly pushed into a sense of reverence for all that is sacred. It is as if I have been frivolous with the very then to which God has entrusted to you and me.
“Perceptive words spread knowledge; fools are hollow – there’s nothing to them.” (Proverbs 15.7)
There is much in life that pushes each of us to the ground. Danger creeps at every corner, I do not know of anywhere in the world where one can feel truly safe. Economic forces are raging even when the rest of life is quiet. Relationships are broken through neglect or battles between one or more gods of self.
In spite of this, or maybe because, you and I hold a gift; we have known, even if for only a moment, the Divine.
Our choice is simple; share or play the fool.