Day 3: I find myself wishing . Wishing that the world could be different: that hardship could be regulated into small manageable doses, and only handed out to the really prepared. That grief would not come again to the over-initiated, and that it would leave the freshly innocent alone. A friend shared with me yesterday, her desire to care for orphans and widows, in response to the beating of her heart and the voice of scripture; and her frustration at wishes…remaining wishes. You can read her inspiring post here: http://3blessings.blogspot.com/2012/11/struggling-through-november.html I could relate (apart from those occasions when I am completely self-absorbed). Sometimes I feel that all my ‘good wishes’ will never reach anyone. And the need is great… that’s why I decided to turn my wish list into a hope list.
Matthew 2:6 NIV quotes the Old Testament prophet, saying, “But you Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will be the shepherd of my people Israel.” There are millions in need of a shepherd, not the least of whom are children; but also young adults requiring skill and direction, the disoriented by trauma or grief…even nations. Opportunities to nurture and mentor abound, whether one is a parent, Gr-pt, a coach, a business person, a neighbor, a caregiver. Sometimes those needs/opportunities arrive by choice, and sometimes by default; and they are, by nature, both awesome and grave. Many days one feels buoyed by good intentions, and foiled by human weakness. The shepherd of Matthew 2, in John 1:14 is said to be full of grace and truth…and He will be their peace (Micah 5:5).
H.o.P.e. Revolution Day 3: May those meant to nurture, those privileged to mentor, do so today, infused with, and strengthened by, the grace and truth of Jesus, such that the echo is one of peace.