Good morning…
Yesterday was a stormy day for many of us. Chaos, injury, and death in Afghanistan. COVID patients crowding our hospital beds. The ugly affects of gun violence and suicide bombers, Alzheimers and ALS, cancer and rare diseases ravaging the lives of people we love. Yesterday was a really hard, stormy day for many of us.
Somehow in solidarity, hard rains fell from the sky in Grayton Beach, Florida. After the storm, I watched the sun set in the eerie sky.
I thought to myself, “The sky freely feels all of the colors of emotion. Why do we try to handpick the safe, the happy, the comfortable and seek to deny the sad, the scary, the wildly overwhelming?”
As long as emotions move through us, they don’t define us. Praying out our pain. Crying out our confusion. Sharing with God our shame and our grief, our joys and our sorrows. Each day, the whole spectrum of feelings might gradually move through us, like the shifting shades morphing through the setting sky.
Today is a new day and tomorrow will be also, each boasting fresh shades of feeling all their own. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes (Matthew 6:33b-34, MSG).
…Sue…
