As we hopefully conclude this seemingly never-ending journey of election drama and the fate of America and every American supposedly hanging in the balance, tonight I will lay my head on my pillow and rest. For I know that whatever tomorrow brings,
I will continue to believe that God is awake!
No matter which candidate wins, whether America wins or loses in the words of the philosopher Annie,
The sun will come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There’ll be sun
Silly? Maybe. A false hope? I don’t think so. We never know what tomorrow may bring but every hope and dream is worth saving. This is your life, here and now, each moment of each day. In the words of the band Switchfoot,
Every breath that you take is a miracle
Life is short I want to live it well
And we never forget that kings and princes are ordained and toppled, while seemingly ‘ordinary’ people may be born for a time such as this. We are strong and despite circumstances that may cause us to doubt, keep the faith and just believe.
Can you answer that question for yourself, or if asked by others?
I so often struggle with the question, for what is truth? Is it based on our feelings, our emotions, our circumstances? The things we can see with our eyes, hear with our ears or smell with our nose? Something we can hold, something we can own?
Or is truth something more?
To paraphrase the Grinch, “… maybe it doesn’t come from a store. Maybe… perhaps… it means a little bit more!”
I believe there is a reality beyond what we can always see. It lies at the intersection of the physical and spiritual worlds, and then sometimes, when the veil is thin we are allowed a glimpse. A glimpse into the truth of reality. For now we must rest in the assurance of myths that hold an element of the truth and the narrow path upon which it lies.
For truth is still truth: whether I, you, we or anyone else chooses to believe it or not.
For now we must listen to the voices of myth. Those myths of a God, a power greater than ourselves, that is what I believe in. Legends of a God who became man and walked among us with only love. He weeps for the lost and the evil in the world but the tales hold the truth in the words they speak. May we each be strong, help one another and stay on the path to the truth, for he and a greater future awaits us, if we dare.
Poetry, creative writing and a desire to inspire..... Isaiah 40: 31 But they who wait upon the Lord will get new strength. They will rise up with wings like eagles. They will run and not get tired. They will walk and not become weak..