Encouragement for the Journey 22 / 4 / 2012

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Encouragement for the Journey 22 / 4 / 2012

Encouragement for the Journey

Greetings Fellow traveller, 

Because I was on leave for the past week, I decided I would commence writing this on Tuesday 3 April; I am curious what the next three weeks will hold for me, our church community, our nation and world.

Your will be aware I am expecting my brother out from England, and together with my son and son in law we are walking the Tongariro Alpine Crossing. That is the plan.

Future thinking is a strange and mysterious experience, we can have our hopes and dreams, but ultimately we need to live in this moment.   Robert Lax (American Poet) who lived over thirty years on the Greek Island of Patmos. Wrote in his journal of 22 July 1969

To be enlightened is not to shine: nor to bring multitudes to hill where one sits cross – legged, to listen. It is to know what one is doing (or even, perhaps, to enjoy it)

I really like his thinking, for we have complicated life and faith, setting faith apart in a compartment of its own, within our lives. Then we set about striving to meet its perceived standard, which is impossible to reach. When all the while, life is passing us by, constantly offering us its precious invitations to live and indeed to enjoy life, alas, we are too busy to see, hear and receive, never mind to RSVP.

I recall Jesus saying something very similar; I have come that you might have life, life in all its fullness. That to me is being fully alive, to know what one is doing, to see, hear, feel, smell, taste and touch life as we travel along its journey. When this happens we have come truly alive in God and God is alive in us. I leave you with these words of Mary Oliver, from her poem “Five a.m. in the Pinewoods”:

So this is how

you swim inward,

so this is how

you flow outward,

so this is how you pray.

Meanwhile Peace in the awareness of life

Alf

PS. ‘The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands, but, in seeing with new eyes.’  – Marcel Proust