So many of my friends, it seems, are getting reports of compromised or declining health, either for themselves or someone close to them. Some are the result of the aging process that happens to us all, but then there are things that happen suddenly, destabilizing a base we thought sure. Waking from a nap in the blessed winter sun, trying to center myself around positive thoughts, realistic expectations, and prayers on behalf of things beyond my reach, I thought about how quickly our lives can be “up-ended” by what I will call “New York Minute News”. As hard as we try to be conscientious and equitable in our own choices, or responsible and responsive to the needs of others, there are events that feel terribly unjust and certainly not the kind of reward we expect in exchange for all of our good intentions and service.
Without going into specifics, I find myself drawn back to a place of humility and gratitude for the ability to wake up and walk into a day, and that prayer can be an ever-present refuge. For all that we see and all that is unseen, cause and effects, my ability to understand is limited. Asking “why” is sometimes returned with silence, or answers are unseen for the time being—one reason faith has become an essential element of everyday life for me.
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen.” (Hebrews 11:1) —as much a mystery as a gift I would extend to others, if I could.
For those of you who are hurting or struggling, know you are in my thoughts and prayers, from this day forward..