I don’t know what exactly happened nor when or how...
Nobody assumed
responsibility for the crime.
Perhaps somebody
sneezed.
Or coughed.
Or took a deep breath
and exhaled too fast.
Or gave them a mean
look?
Maybe there was no crime
committed at all...
Maybe it wasn’t anything
that happened from the outside that caused it.
Perhaps it was the internal weight,
the heaviness of the burden inside the delicate vessel over
time… and it became too much...
Without a bump, a look,
a cough, a sneeze or even a breath, the rocks became too heavy to hold in, and
all of a sudden, all by itself, the vase... cracked!
Just
like
that.
From
- the inside -
- out!
From
- the inside -
- out!
I know that most people do not walk
around like see-through glass vases, revealing the burdens they carry inside
their fragile frame. But the burden is there. And it is heavy.
Ironically, Christmas
season, despite all the good intentions of good people to bring 'good news of
great joy', often makes the burdens even harder to bear. The
crushing weight of loneliness, illness, broken relationships, grief and loss is only intensified by the pressure to act happy regardless of how one
genuinely feels on the inside.
No wonder the cracks are
appearing all over the carefully decorated facades.
Tempers flare. Arguments
erupt. Depression deepens.
Which makes me wonder if
these cracks could be the best gift of the season, after all...
An invitation to forgo
the rush…
Let go of the pressure...
Simply skip the pretense…
A call to pass over the unreasonable
expectations and demands on time, wallet, mental and emotional energy…
...and take a breath…
...and another
deep breath…
Until we can hear our
own soul breathing again.
And who knows?
The good Lord
might surprise us and reveal that
the Christ Child
is already cradled there,
just waiting...
waiting for us to come...
the Christ Child
is already cradled there,
just waiting...
waiting for us to come...
Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:28-29
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