Monday, October 2, 2017

Ours the journey...

We the People

When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength. Give thanks for your food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason to give thanks, the fault lies in you.”
Tecumseh (Shawnee Warrior and Chief)

When I hurt my back two weeks ago, I realized just how angry I was. I had been carrying that anger within for more than a year. I confess that the political climate in America fosters anger, and I succumbed to its lure. At the time, I was furious with everything—global rage on every front, and in that atmosphere, I lifted a very heavy box and threw my low back into spasm. Under normal circumstances, I would never have lifted that box—I knew how heavy the contents were, but I was fueled by anger, which overrode my ability to think clearly. You've heard stories of people lifting cars off loved ones after an accident, or ordinary people running into a fire to save someone they do not know. Well, the same chemistry that fuels that kind of heroic gesture, also fuels anger. It's potent stuff and can be easily misused.

I was fortunate to be able to put two-and-two together, and figure out both the cause and the result of my own sustained anger. Now I know how to recognize the signs, and bring the temperature down within myself. I think as a country, as a people, and as a world, we must lower the anger level. We must restore our ability to think clearly, and to realize that escalating anger serves no one. Instead of unbridled rage, we need working hands and clear heads. Each of us can find one thing we can do that is both positive and helpful—I, for instance, have become active in a political campaign here in Alabama. I am working for the candidate who best represents my views. He may not win, but at least I am putting my energy into something positive rather than something destructive.

Free floating global anger, justified or not, is not the best way to move forward. We must find ways to build bridges instead of blow them up. There is a beautiful hymn written by Julian Rush in 1985, “In the Midst of New Dimensions,” that speaks to this:

In the midst of new dimensions, in the face of changing ways, who will lead the pilgrim people, wandering in their separate ways?

[Refrain] God of rainbow, fiery pillar, leading where the eagles soar. We your people, ours the journey, now and ever, now and ever, now and ever more.

...As we stand a world divided, by our own self seeking schemes, grant that we your global village might envision wider dreams.”

We the people must bring down the temperature and, in spite of our leaders, reach out to one another in peace.

                                                                 In the Spirit,
                                                                      Jane



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