Lately, I’ve been driving my spiritual life through my
review mirrors. I’m driving reckless, out
of control (as if I ever was in control).
I check for blind spots, assess situations often, determine
progress. Ironically, I am hoping, expecting to hit something! I’m anticipating a collision. Over recent weeks, I’ve encountered several
elements; my parents with failing health, teen assailants, drug dealers,
oncologists, car-jackers, my beloved daughter preparing to leave for
college. I feel as if all are particles
in a giant accelerator set to collide. And what’s going to fly out? I’m not entirely sure. Funny thing is, I’ve seen this before, well
not exactly, but some derivative there-of. I’ve discovered God’s subtlety weaves
throughout the exiting debris!
Recent
elements I’ve seen flying out of my life’s collisions; sea turtles, ALS martyrs
(saints), opportunities, mended relationships, healing, derelict dads
determined to change, girls who want guns off their neighborhood streets, young
men becoming drug-free, gratitude, springtime.
These fragments may not necessarily be of essence to the reader, but
they are for me. Paradoxically, often to
move forward in faith, I must look backward to find meaning and discover the
Holy Spirit at work. As I look forward,
I take guidance and direction from the past.
This is probably why my concept of God working in time is relative, but
the concept of history and future we share in common.
