after seeing mom yesterday, feeding her what little morsels of dinner she could eat, she said to me, “I’m afraid of what’s going to happen to me”
my heart broken for her suffering, all that came to me were the words that felt true:
“do you remember your faith? do you remember your connection to God? when you feel anxious, remember that connection. it is always there with you”
I don’t know if she heard a word or received that, but I gave it for it was all I had
This morning, I had the Grace of listening to a talk by Derek at Global Witness that served me deeply today. One of the truths that he makes to clear is that there’s so much more to what we “see” in this world, it is more than what we think we know.
This is only a short excerpt of the hour long discussion:
“What do you have that is valuable?
Do you love really well?
What is your gift, no matter how small?
How do you invest it?
Take what little you have and invest it in others.
If all you do all day is to encourage people to seek who they are, you are investing your courage, you’re investing what little you’ve been given.
To those who have been given, more will be given.so you have a responsibility to care for the things you have.
Speaking of this ascension:
The Ascent is the gift of Christ, which is humility of heart:
The acceptable sacrifice is a contrite heart
You just give all of this world away.
This is my posture all the time: Head down, hands out, I’ve got nothing.
And every single day, every time I do that, he puts something in my hands.
Every single day I come to him with that humble and contrite heart, he gives me something else, and never are they my possessions, they are always His.
That’s why you don’t take those things in vein like his name. You don’t take things to be your own because nothing is yours, all of it is ours.
These truths are already in you. You once knew them and they have been removed. You knew them because they are the blueprint of mankind.
The return of ‘the son of man’ is the return of that blueprint within you.
Christ is Everywhere but Nowhere. The father is everywhere but nowhere. It cannot be in a single place if it covers all places.”
photo: Christine Chan, Sukha Arts