For years I wore a hat. I started wearing it about the same time I started sending a friend a daily note. Both were talismans reminding me of a simple truth that I had forgotten. I still try to write a note each day, although on occasion I am late. I rarely wear the hat, however metaphorically I put it on each morning. Each is a symbol that takes me to a different place and time.
In this place and time I was in a battle with myself. The right was over and around God. In my battlefield, God was never quiet. Divinity reached out to remind me that compassion and love always trump. Divinity took me to a place and let me experience unconditional forgiveness. Divinity spoke – through others as well as in moments that I will never forget – and I knew it was my God. I received an invitation to participate in God’s plan and said yes. It has been a calling that few have understood or questioned.
I look back and see how important the talismans were and are. They remind me of the highest callings we have in our lives. They invite me to “remember our history, friends, and be warned.” (1 Corinthians 10.1) They offer me a way forward.
Most mornings I open a cupboard and see a cup I rarely use. I keep it because it is a reminder of friends, callings, and living. I see myself, wearing a hat, smiling, and remember the beginning. I was fortunate to have a friend that took the time to anoint me on a London street. I accepted the calling with a smile and a laugh. I had no idea what would follow. I was fortunate to have a spiritual community that gave me an opportunity to learn. I was taken in as I was. In the process their encouragement and prayer altered the course of my life.
Yesterday’s gifts are captured in two simple talismans. Embracing each as the day begins opens up fresh possibilities. I wonder what your talismans look like.
