Today, I started reading through the major and minor prophets in the Old Testament to create the space for Christmas. I have done this before and found it quite humbling. Lately, I have been thinking a lot about this season and why it is so important…especially now when it seems that we have forgotten who we are because we have lost our purpose, place and the people we are called to love.
George Eliot says “It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.”
We desperately need a season of renewal of restoration and of rebuilding the foundations (relationships) that we need to be and become our best selves. I personally believe resurrecting anything begins with our relationship with Truth. Only Truth can tell us who we are, only Truth can give us a purpose, a place and the the people we desperately need to be and live as our true-selves imitating Truth.
I hope that you will take seriously your winter and the miraculous season of advent to look for Truth. The major and minor prophets do an excellent job of reminding us that without The Truth…man is lost. Perhaps, that’s the truth that we need to hear right now if we are to have any hope of hearing The Truth that can rebuild, restore and renew our spiritual, emotional, mental, physical and relational health.
There is hope in winter. There is hope in the darkness and there is hope when we realize we are lost.
“Not till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations.”
Henry David Thoreau
“And this is the simple truth–that to live is to feel oneself lost. He who accepts it has already begun to find himself, to be on firm ground. Instinctively, as do the shipwrecked, he will look around for something to which to cling, and that tragic, ruthless glance, absolutely sincere, because it is a question of his salvation, will cause him to bring order into the chaos of his life. These are the only genuine ideas; the ideas of the shipwrecked. All the rest is rhetoric, posturing, farce.”
“It may be that when we no longer know what to do,
we have come to our real work
and when we no longer know which way to go,
we have begun our real