Messy
Monday, January 14, 2008 at 9:47 AM 
"God of mystery, help me to hold the questions, lead me to live them, bless me to bless them for disturbing my path." --Jan L. Richardson, Night Visions
Yesterday was messy. The above words and the ones I share below were penned before I even got out of bed. Little did I know how much I would need them today.
Honor the questions. Hold them lightly. Let them guide but not overwhelm and obstruct. They may disturb the path—the journey not to look how I think it should, but that’s what I get for thinking.
Follow the path like a butterfly dancing across the garden. Touching here. Lifting there. Following the breeze and scents. There is a plan perhaps, but it is not mine. Is it God’s—the man with strings in the sky? NO. I think not. It is mystery. Life force. God.
It is not the God of my elders. A God who controlled with fear and condemnation. It is the God of love. Serendipity. The God who is with me in tragedy, but who does not push a button and make it happen.
The journey is one together. The questions will always continue. Hold them lightly. Honor them well. Life is messy.
photo by lucy 1.13.08
Reader Comments (4)
I'm grateful you are here on this messy journeying.
I enjoyed my visit to your blog! I could have read and read, written some of my own, and read some more! Alas, life treks along and I must return to other commitments. But, the breath of fresh air was much appreciated!
I can relate to the messiness bit these days. The picture you paired with that entry was very provoking. And the mystery of God...I don't feel like being still in it and embracing it. But then I fear I'm only thrashing in brambles.--T
Good stuff, Lucy! Love the pic and word combo.
I especially loved this:
"Follow the path like a butterfly dancing across the garden. Touching here. Lifting there. Following the breeze and scents."
Beautiful. And yes, he's not the God of our forefathers, the God of condemnation. Yuk.
thank you, ladies!!! glad you're in this messiness with me :-)