Knowing
Nothing
“The
only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.” Socrates
I
scanned the scripture readings for today—Moses at the burning bush
trying to talk his way out of the mission God had planned for him.
St. Paul repeating the beatitudes for the churches, feed the hungry,
and such. Jeremiah calling down the wrath of the almighty on his
enemies. None of it grabbed me. As I sat waiting for inspiration, the
sun came up and bathed the sky in golden light. Rain has drenched the
parched earth and that light made even the yellowing leaves
beautiful.
I
thought about Moses seeing that bush burning in the wilderness of Mt. Horeb. He said, “I must turn aside and see this wonder.” Boy!
I'll bet he regretted that impulsive notion. When we see a beautiful
sight, though, we can't help being drawn to it. Our eyes seem made to
take in beauty wherever we find it. And one could imagine that for
Moses, the wilderness was a pretty lonely place—nothing but old
Jethro's sheep for company. Distractions would have been welcome,
especially wondrous ones.
I
don't know much about Moses, nor do I know how “I Am Who I Am”
translates in ancient Hebrew, but I do know about being drawn to
beauty. These morning skies, these dancing leaves, these cool
breezes—they are beautiful and refreshing. That is what beauty does
for us. It resets our calibrations. It's like breathing pure oxygen.
Suddenly everything looks and feels different, more wondrous.
I
hope that today, your eyes take in some beauty. It's worth searching
for—you probably won't have to go into the wilderness to find it.
And when you do find it, know that it comes straight from “I Am Who
I am.”
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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