The lamp at our lunch table came with an on-call button. If, and at any time, there was a reason to celebrate with a tall-fluted glass, all one needed to do was press a button. As I began to think of the various “on-call” options in my life, whispers reminded me of the one I most often forget, Divinity. Divinity is always present, waiting, and ready to be part of my life. The catch, just like the lamp at Josette, is that I need to ask. Here, it was as simple as pressing a button. At any moment, verbally and mentally, I can reach out to Divinity for help. As I make my move, Divinity is responding.
As a child of Divinity, I have a direct channel. It is not exclusive. It is personalised. “It’s exactly the same no matter what a person’s religious background may be: the same God for all of us, acting the same incredibly generous way to everyone who calls out for help.” (Romans 10.12). The channel I have is always open. The catch, like the lamp, is that I need to ask. My ask is part of my freedom to choose.
Divinity does not wait for me; she is prepared for my call. Metaphorically, everything that is needed to respond has been prepared and put in place. Divinity places reminders in and around my path to remind me of the possible. Beauty and wonder, gifts of kindness and care are touching my life. Each points me toward Divinity and her gift of unconditional acceptance. She reminds me that I belong. She draws my attention to the possible. I turn towards her and rediscover Hope.
There is a standing invitation to participate in the channel and revelation to others. I hear the calling to be a Divine messenger. There is an opportunity for me to gift others with hope and acceptance. Even as I stumble and feel the hands of compassion and forgiveness lifting me up, I see my chance to support my brothers and sisters.
I’m pressing the button, now.
