In every given moment, we have everything we need.
Roads not taken are well not taken.
Paths that challenge us lead to the highest good.
Failures tell us we are early on the path of learning and must keep working hard, not that we are on the wrong path.
People enter and leave our lives at the perfect time for the perfect reason, even when it feels oh so wrong.
People who harm or frustrate us teach us timely, necessary lessons.
Injustice opens our eyes to the need for higher potential and leads to greater good.
Everything is exactly as it should be.
The Sunday school lesson I taught the kids at my church this past Sunday focused on the affirmation “What I believe in my heart is what I show in my actions.” The quote came from the A Joyful Path curriculum; their way of saying “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matthew 6:21)
We talked about kids who had accomplished remarkable feats of social justice and outreach. Ryan Hreljac, for example, at the age of 6 planted the seed for Ryan’s Well Foundation. One six-year-old believed in his heart that all people should have access to clean water, and his actions helped to build more than 803 water projects and 1012 latrines to bring safe water and improved sanitation to more than 769,558 people.
Imagine if all of us believed something so simple in our hearts and took actions to help bring it about.
When I returned home that day, I clicked into the Poetry to Inspire blog to read Jean Kay’s poem “The Power of One.” She included a series of pictures of thousands of snow geese gathered in a farmer’s field enjoying tranquil peace, only to be disturbed by an eagle. (See it here: http://poetrytoinspire.wordpress.com/2013/11/03/the-power-of-one)
Do you remember a time when one disruptive presence barged in to destroy the productive peace of a large contented group?
Sometimes I feel I don’t have much power to affect change in the world. What can little old me do to make a difference? But we all hold much more power than we realize—to help others or to disturb others.
If I ever forget this, or on those days when it feels like a far-out, crazy notion, I’ll click on Jean’s pictures again as a reminder.