Eternal Echoes: Celtic Reflections on our Yearning to Belong
Encouragement also helps you to engage and trust your own possibility and potential. Sometimes you are unable to see the special gift that you bring to the world. No gift is ever given for your private use. To follow your gift is a calling to a wonderful adventure of discovery. Some of the deepest longing in you is the voice of your gift. The gift calls you to embrace it, not to be afraid of it. The only way to honour the unmerited presence of the gift in your life is to attend to the gift; this is also a most difficult path to walk. Each gift is different; there is no plan or programme you can get ready-made from someone else. The gift alone knows where its path leads. It calls you to courage and humility. If you hear its voice in your heart, you simply have to follow it. Otherwise your life would be dragged into the valley of disappointment. People who truly follow their gift find that it can often strip their lives and yet invest them with a sense of enrichment and fulfillment that nothing else could bring. Those who renege on or repress their gift are unwittingly sowing the seeds of regret. p. 62,63
There is something in this paragraph that rings true to me. There is something in this paragraph that resonates with who I am and how life has called me to become who I am.
This just came in my e-mail from the Henri Nouwen Society. It seems to fit what has happened between me and my children. They are my friends. In many ways they have become my equals and yet are still, and always will be, my children.
Becoming Friends of Our Children
Can fathers and mothers become friends of their children? Many children leave their parents to find freedom and independence and return to them only occasionally. When they return they often feel like children again and therefore do not want to stay long. Many parents worry about children’s well-being after they have left home. When their children visit they want to be caring parents again.
But a mother can also become the daughter of her daughter and a father the son of his son. A mother can become the daughter of her son and a father the son of his daughter. Father and mother become brother and sister of their own children, and they all can become friends. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does happen it is as beautiful to watch as the dawn of a new day.
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Renewal does not come before mission, but in mission.
– Mortimer Arias,
Protestant church worker in Bolivia
Thought this was particularly interesting in that our church must go through a time of renewal – almost a restart – as our congregation is aging.
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“How much do you have to hate somebody to believe that everlasting life is possible, and not tell them that?”
Apparently made by well known performer and atheist, Penn Jillette.
Awareness of the sacred in life is what holds our world together and the lack of awareness and sacred care is what is tearing it apart.
Joan Chittister, from Wisdom Distilled From the Daily
Reading Randall’s post and the words to the old hymn came to my mind; My Hope is Built on Nothing Less by Edward Mote. Here are the words thanks to Cyberhymnal.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
Even economic Tsunamis should not wash away really solid foundations. Not to say that they won’t be shaken but the rock under us should be solid. We must not let our affluence trick us into choosing to build our lives on wealth which can come and go seemingly overnight.