“Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.” Luke 12. 6-7
A Word of Hope
How do you feel when you lose something you consider really important? I have different levels of replacement value that I put on different things such as family album pictures and objects regarding the people I love. These are among my highest valued possessions; those irreplaceable objects of my affection. Losing one is almost like losing a memory of who I am; of my origins.
There are other things, like work related items, such as my backup paper calendar that I lost recently. Since I was a young child, I remember looking feverishly for things that I had lost. Some I never found again and by default would either forget about them or choose to let them go. It’s always difficult choosing to let go of a treasure. We all know what our particular feelings of loss are regarding things of material value versus people, friendships, and relationships. I don’t take the exit of people I care about very lightly. There are so many friendships and relationships that, good or bad, I refuse to let go.
As unrealistic that may be, I have come to this point in my life in my late 50s, when I have begun categorizing and bullet-pointing values of my list of those various treasures. Even when relationships come to a close, I can’t help but think, like the eternal optimist I am, about listing the good and happy memories we have shared. Realistically, it’s logical to move on and let go. It’s not that there are also people that I can easily move on from, but it takes a lot for me to give up all hope. A lot.
I think about what that means in the bigger picture… Maybe that’s unconditional love, or maybe that’s just too Pollyanna for others’ taste. I know in my heart the Creator of the Everything does not take any microbe of Creation as “OK to lose” because I believe the reality in God is that nothing is ever truly lost. That also goes for you and me and all the things that exist in the space between spaces. And the only way I can justify believing that is this crazy little thing called love.
How can you channel the list of your losses to the negative, the toxic, and the annoying things that simply don’t serve your time well? In the same regard, what are the things that continue to bear fruit in your life, bring you joy, and inspire you to love? To lose or not to lose…..
Help me to know that we cannot live our lives without losses. May the things we lose be those that block the view of your love.
Order of St. Francis and St. Clare