Summer in the sand has lasted far beyond its welcome. It seemed tolerable a few months ago. My time away created a fresh realisation of how humidity and heat can work together to overwhelm and oppress everyone within their reach. As I consider the day ahead with the comforting defence of air conditioning, I find myself reflecting on the oppressors that always seem to show themselves during the day’s battle to survive.
Life is, for now, filled with battles. Our communities appear to have forgotten about the value dialogue brings. Diversity, once sought out as a source of strength, often divides us. Adversaries show up randomly during the day. We may not be looking for them, but they are for us. If one used a bit of drama to describe them, we would use old words. “They kill us in cold blood because they hate you [Divinity]. We’re sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.” (Romans 8.36). I am reminded that ideals are under siege. The attacks we feel are also pulling kindness, care, acceptance, compassion, and community into battle.
One is never alone, even in the darkest hour of the night. It can be difficult, seemingly impossible, to carry on. In the darkest moments, I find myself closing my eyes and remembering the sight of beauty, a touch of love, the feeling of unconditionally belonging. In those moments of reflection, I know I am part of a larger story. I am Divinity’s child. I am loved. Each person in this story is on my side, fighting for kindness and care.
Heat and humidity are oppressive and overwhelming. Each day the Emirati summer overstays its welcome reminds me of the challenge of carrying on. To anyone who wrestles with this reality, I suggest the obvious – water, shade, and taking it slow. Endurance and hope live on as we take care of ourselves.
It is time to get started with the day. Purpose, a just cause, and support are waiting for my engagement. Working together, we will take steps together in making a better future.
