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READING
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn,
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return.
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true,
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you…
(Steven Schwarz)
WORDS OF HOPE
I’m sure I am not the only person singing songs from “Wicked” these days or hearing them in my head like sacred mantras. Especially here at the turn of the year, a reflective time for many of us, I am thinking about those who have changed me for good.
Frankly, in my long and full life, even naming them would be an expansive process—parents, siblings and relatives, beloved partners, teachers, colleagues and students, spiritual mentors, and my counselor who “saved” my life. Then there’s the forest grove of dear friends who, through the years, have loved and companioned me across a wide spectrum of experiences: finding love, the death of beloved people and animals, discovering our callings and the challenges of pursuing them, professional successes and disappointments, justice seeking, illnesses and restoration. Though the death of some of these has caused deep pain, it has, with God’s grace, led me to a ministry of grief and opened me to a new way of loving them--in memory and in their spirit-presence. Medical practitioners of many types have changed me for the better—better health and mobility—and some have even had the rare impact of laying a hand upon my heart. And I cannot forget Ida, who held me in her arms, soothed my fears, and shaped me and my brother when my mother nearly died in childbirth with her youngest son.
Creatives of all kinds—particularly writers such as Toni Morrison, Shakespeare, and Mary Oliver, as well as spiritual guides—such as Barbara Brown Taylor, Cole Arthur Riley, Richard Rohr, Jim Finley and other Center for Action and Contemplation writers, have transformed me and embedded their powerful words in my life and writing. But the same is true of artists of all kinds—actors, singers and dancers and creators of musical theater and painters and photographers—just to name a few. I remember how deeply impactful their generosity was during the pandemic especially the videos of their readings of favorite poems or singing songs of hope. They lifted up a frightened populace.
And if you have ever shared part of your grief story or spiritual journey with me, sitting across a table or in the embrace of prayer, know that I am who I am today because of you. The mosaic of our sacred lives is annealed in tender sharing.
God is at the center of it all, the God whose call and claim upon my life shepherded me home after a long wandering in the wilderness. The God who was once only “outside of me,” but now is closer than breath and that I know as the love that will not let me go. And will not let you or any of us go.
PRAYER
God of all that shapes us for good, no thanks can begin to touch the grace of your extravagant love. But move us still to speak our gratitude and to touch others’ lives for good. Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Dr. Pat Saxon
Cathedral of Hope
Proclaiming Christ Through Faith, Hope and Love
5910 Cedar Springs Road | Dallas, TX | 75235
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