Have we come home? Or are we still in the rush of the day - in the road, in the office, still waiting for an interview, or just lost after a few tough words with our loved ones? We are in a churning disk to be thrown out any time to unknown directions. Even amidst the offers of success and prosperity, we are pushed into yet another competition, at times exhausted.
Let this evening take us to a newer capacity to form a consolation in our struggles. A life that is messed up, lost, or unachieved; a life that turned against our dreams - all these bear the touch of our tears and sighs. We are what they have shaped us. Let us come home, this evening. Being tender to ourselves, our feelings, sinking moments - let us be simply present to them. In our minds, let's allow all those who have shaped our present, for both good and bad, to be present with us. Perhaps in the dim light we can see the scar of tears that they too bore on their lives. They have come through great tribulations. Rarely anyone can claim an absolute success, but an evening grace offers an image of Christ being formed in us. We do bear the scars of our falls, but can we be a healer? Can we be a quiet, anointing light - a steady radiance that shines from within our brokenness.
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