I looked at a picture of an older lady blowing the candles out on a birthday case held by her son. It brought back great memories of a visit with her when I was fifteen years old. Although I know she passed on four years ago, when I close my eyes it as as if the visit was yesterday. I still feel her smile, laughter, and extraordinary sense of warmth and family. We laughed and had fun that evening. The feelings still linger with a sense of hope and possibilities then and now.
As I think of others that have been in my life, there is a timelessness that is linked to each who touched my heart. I often catch myself assuming they will always be present. I take for granted that I will have their support, nurture, and willingness to be present in my life. It is as if I was the kid walking to school hand in hand with his mother. The confidence of that moment rests on the backing and support of one you totally trust. At that age, I never imagined that it would not be there one day. Today, it is a reality that I am slowly coming to accept.
I wonder how far I am willing to face my assumptions of what will last. Am I willing to face the reality of friendships that I have left untended? Will I consider my relationship with Divinity, especially as I catch myself observing; “God, it seems you’ve been our home forever.” (Psalm 90.1)
Life whispers, reminding me of the following.
The voices in my life live as long as I willing remember. The influence of people that were part of my life continues regardless. A heart touched is forever changed.
Voices untended tend to fade, even if they were heard yesterday. Tending occurs each time we remember, reflect, and embrace the spirit in which they were offered.
The intersections of our daily walk are opportunities to be present, listen, and dialogue. In giving time, we accept the richness life offers to each.
