Each month I am remember a date where everything began to change. At the time I was hopeful yet filled with doubts and uncertainties. As I talk about the person in the frame, I see that “you were so glad when the storm died down, and he led you safely back to harbor.” (Psalm 107.30) The moment was incredible. It was a time where the hard work of many came together in the actions of a few to change the course of one person’s life.
As I remember the actions, it is important to recognize how important each contribution was and is to the larger story. The willingness of everyone to listen and collaborate was critical. Individual selfless actions, with no interest in being recognized or rewarded for doing what needed to be done, were extraordinary. My uncertainty that help could be available was answered emphatically through deeds and outcomes.
I am also reminded that there is one point which is easy to forget. The opportunity to lead is created and grows as one is willing to be led.
In this case, one who had almost lost faith mustered the courage to accept a helping hand. Even in the moment, I knew it was a rarity. Accepting help is not easy. In this situation it was considered impossible by many. Yet, the willingness to be helped was born on that day. In a cycle of its own, it continues to grow.
Journeys are often a lot longer than anyone expects. The child’s question “are we there yet?” lingers on in your life and mine. We want to get to the destination, now! In our impatience, the courage and strength to endure is one I deeply admire. The journey began then is a story that echoes Shackleton and Endurance, Hillary and Everest, and many other great women and men across history. In the shadows of a busy world, for those that remember, it is a story that infuses hope and a calling to be and do more.
Life is always more than one; it takes two.
