The packing and move were going as smoothly as one might hope. The challenge was dinner. With an empty fridge and a non-existent stove, the options were limited. As we enjoyed an Italian pizza, I found myself reflecting on the message on the inside of the box. My bite of each slice was, in the moment, “a most memorable mouthful”.
I wake to endless work ahead and a growing awareness of the tiredness that comes when you face an endless task. I know there is an end, but when? I know it is my choice, yet I wish the right answer was different than what it is. As I think of those who have walked before me, I find the ones standing the tallest share an approach that helps shape my response to the day ahead.
My heroes trust in their future. When I ask, I hear words like “I am where I am supposed to be”, “This is the challenge I have been gifted with”, or “Today is my opportunity”. I do not hear regret or resignation. I hear confidence and hope. Each seems to echo a writer’s observation; “Again, he [Divinity] puts himself in the same family circle when he says, Even I live by placing my trust in God. And yet again, I’m here with the children God gave me.” (Hebrews 2.13) Their lot is, by reaction, a reality they willingly embrace.
My heroes are not looking for the easy path. They are looking for their calling, the path that is uniquely their own. Life is filled with battles and struggles. In moments of beauty and awe, they reflect and celebrate. In times when it seems dark, each brings their candle of action, a small enduring and resolute light of compassion, love, and possibility. In each moment, there is an opportunity to do the right thing.
I see their example and am encouraged. No one is perfect; each struggled in the arena. They brought their heart, soul, and sweat to the challenges in the moment. I pray I can do the same today.
