Contemplating Circles

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There are many days when the news of the world simply mystifies me, saddens me, leaves me feeling as though I want to be farther from not more involved in the bigger world. But the bigger world is so full of gifts, sweetness that my eyes pass over, gestures of kindness, whole stories told in gestures.Driving by a residential sidewalk, I noticed an old man, halo hair glowing in sunlight stopping the wheelchair he pushed to gently straighten the tiny frail woman seated within. Carefully he placed her hands back in her lap, one atop the other, smiled into her face and resumed his place behind her. No one beyond the hearts they touch will know when they leave this world, it will not be headline news, their contributions will be quietly known to those nearest their life. The big news last night and this morning was focused on celebrity deaths. What makes one life more noteworthy than another? Our collective interest and response. So much room to squeeze in and be heard, so many opportunities to measure and to judge, the temptation exists. I am not of a church affiliation, though I believe I share in a community of faith (many faiths), but even on the perifery of such I save these words and revisited them this morning.

 

Corinthians-13-12:13

For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.

And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.

 

let the wind carry your sorrow and your dreams

and the water cleanse and renew.

peace.

Done