Good morning…
“The universe is wider than our view of it,” reminds Henry David Thoreau.
As my friend struggles to come to terms with a difficult diagnosis, she regularly takes time away to release her fear, her worry, her “What if?” Creating quiet spaces of waiting, wishing, wondering, my friend rests in widening pockets of God’s enduring joy. With me, she shares these words to describe her expanding experience.
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Excerpt from Unmarked Boxes by Rumi
God’s joy moves from unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell. As rainwater, down into flower bed.
As roses, up from ground.
Now it looks like a plate of rice and fish,
now a cliff covered with vines,
now a horse being saddled.
It hides within these,
till one day it cracks them open.
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God’s joy moves.
God’s joy hides everywhere.
God’s joy cracks us open wider.
Amid these trying times, are we taking time to fill the lungs of our heart with the endless joy of God?
For you will go out in joy, be led home in peace.
And as you go the land itself will break out in cheers;
The mountains and the hills will erupt in song,
and the trees of the field will clap their hands.
Prickly thorns and nasty briers will give way
to luxurious shade trees, sweet and good.
And they’ll remind you of the Eternal One
and how God can be trusted absolutely and forever (Isaiah 55:11-13, VOICE).
…Sue…
