Friday, May 31, 2013

Go Gently



            What do you say when you say “good-bye?”  I find myself extra conscious these days of the words that I use when parting company with someone – my beloved daughters, my friends, the cherished members of my family.  Perhaps it is a result of reflections upon the devastating Oklahoma tornado, and the lives lost in a moment with no opportunity for “one more word.”  Perhaps it is finding myself in middle age.  Maybe it is simply a result of having bid farewell to another group of students at the end of another academic year, but whatever the cause, I find myself conscious of how I – and others -- say “good-bye.”
            I watch the “comings and goings” in the school parking lots at the beginnings and endings of days.  I see parents standing at bus stops with their children.  I watch “drop offs” outside my office window, and in moments of introspection, I find myself wondering, if this is the last good-bye, will it be a good one?  Will the words uttered be words of love, care, and concern?  Will they be words of affection, grace, and blessing, or will they be terse, harsh reminders of things undone, deeds fallen short, expectations unfilled?
            In recent months, I have been gifted with a new word of parting from my spiritual director.  We meet once a month to reflect upon experiences of the presence of God, wholeness, balance, and grace.  At the end of each conversation as I go on my way, she places one hand upon my shoulder, opens the door with her other hand and says, “go gently.  Go gently.”
            What a gift!  What a word of promise and blessing – go gently!  Go gently into your day.  Go gently into your work.  Go gently into your home-going.  Go gently into your parenting.  Go gently into your praying.  Go gently into your playing.  Go gently into your loving.  Go gently with others.  Go gently with yourself.  Go gently.  Go gently.
            Wherever you find yourself today, amid whatever tasks or leisure, joys or sorrow, may this word be a gift to you, and may you in turn offer it as a gift to others.  Go gently! 
            And in all of your good-byes – big or small, momentous or routine – may God bless your going out and your coming in, from this time forth and forevermore.
            Go gently!

Monday, January 14, 2013

The View From the Porch

 

I stood on my front porch the other day and did something I rarely do
Ok, I never do it.
I stood still
Looked
First one way and then another.



I looked up and down
Side to side
Back and forth.

It was not a profound act
It is something that I could do anytime I choose

But I never
Or rarely do,
Choose that is.
Choose to stop on my front porch and look
Look with the intention of seeing

But what if I did
Choose to look, that is
Choose to see

From a place
That I usually
Simply
Or quickly
Pass over
Or through

What if I stopped

What if I looked

What if I chose to see

And then,
What if I did it again

And again

And again

Day after day

Week after week

Month after month

What would happen
To the porch

To me

To what I see?

I think it’s time to find out

Won’t you join me?