My Favorite Verses - Vol I (thru Sept 14)
… a collection of brief commentaries on some of the Bible’s most beloved (and least understood) passages, parables, verses & sayings
… a collection of brief commentaries
on some of the Bible’s most beloved
(and least understood) passages,
parables, verses & sayings
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1 Corinthians 10:13 … transcending trials<br />
(01/10/2013)<br />
To all who suffer or have suffered:<br />
To live is to choose to Love; to Love especially when you have no stomach<br />
for it — especially when everything you’ve ever held dear crumbles like burnt paper<br />
in your hands; crumbles to dust in front of your hopeful eyes … and you try to take a<br />
breath but your throat is filled with the silt of your despair.<br />
It’s to choose to Love even when grief is sitting right next to you, with its<br />
stank-steamy, tropical-heat thickening the air around your mouth; air somehow<br />
heavier than water — more fit for gills than lungs.<br />
It’s to choose to Love when grief weights you down like your own flesh, only<br />
more of it — lots more of it; a veritable obesity of grief … When all you can think,<br />
over & over again, is “How can I withstand this? How can I live through even this<br />
single empty now?”<br />
And yet you DO choose to take that breath …<br />
You DO choose to live through that moment …<br />
You DO choose to reach out and take hold of life again.<br />
You take hold of it as if it were a child’s face resting gently between your<br />
palms –- a plain face, mind you; one with no sweet smile, no sapphire eyes, no<br />
charming lips. And you are holding this small, plain, almost-homely face in your<br />
time of seemingly greatest sadness. You are holding it there and you are hurting and<br />
you would just as soon turn away and give up … And yet instead you choose to<br />
smile upon that face; you smile upon it and softly say, “Yes, my child … I will take<br />
you with me. Yes, I will Love you again.”<br />
That, my Friends, is what it<br />
means to truly Live; not to someday<br />
know a deeper joy or one day feel a<br />
contentment more lasting, but rather<br />
to be covered in your deepest pain and<br />
soaked in your most acute distortion<br />
of self, and yet choose to rise<br />
regardless and stride boldly forth into<br />
this next new day.<br />
Amen … Let it be so.<br />
(inspired by Ellen Bass)<br />
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