...trudging into the distance in the bleeding stinking mad shadow of Jesus...the Lord out of dust had created him, had made him blood and nerve and mind, had made him to bleed and weep and think, and set him in a world of loss and fire... --Flannery O'Connor
11.30.2014
First Sunday of Advent
Can hope be
so fragile and faint,
a tenuous flicker in the darkness?
Maybe that is what hope
always was and shall be.
And perhaps then
always enough.
As one who, in my early foolish years, demanded a fixed and clutter free future so I could have no doubt as to where it was taking me, and feeling defeated by any darkness and confusion, the greatest challenge in my life became accepting the realization that any light I may have illuminates only my next step. Even then I wonder "Is it really light, or just the flashes in my eyes from straining too hard". Yet, that is when Christ comes to me, in the dusky moment, when I can barely see.
By the way, if the post is your own verse, beautiful.
Yes, that was beautiful. I always felt like I've been searching for more illumination, but alas, to no avail. And I realized that I've never been happy even with that little flicker. But as it was put, maybe that's just enough.
As one who, in my early foolish years, demanded a fixed and clutter free future so I could have no doubt as to where it was taking me, and feeling defeated by any darkness and confusion, the greatest challenge in my life became accepting the realization that any light I may have illuminates only my next step. Even then I wonder "Is it really light, or just the flashes in my eyes from straining too hard". Yet, that is when Christ comes to me, in the dusky moment, when I can barely see.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, if the post is your own verse, beautiful.
Yes, that was beautiful. I always felt like I've been searching for more illumination, but alas, to no avail. And I realized that I've never been happy even with that little flicker. But as it was put, maybe that's just enough.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this.
Yes. Thank you.
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