'It’s your
Birthday, my love, and you would be 32 years old on this earth. As I sit here
reflecting on your life, I wonder what it is like for you in Heaven. If the
same earthly things matter as they do here, celebrating another year of life,
or is it so much bigger than that of which our feeble minds can understand.
Well, for now, I would like to think that you are kayaking the best river of
your life. You are smiling that big old grin and styling every rapid as your
heart sings and worships. I smile to think of you, my love, doing just what you
love and thinking of us as you do it. I will be thinking of you too, and I will
be celebrating your beautiful life from afar.'
When I think of
another year without Curt by my side I literally cannot catch my breath. The
idea of growing older on this earth now seems daunting. When you lose someone
that you, at one time, truly believed you couldn’t live without, this life
suddenly feels really long. Why do I have to continue on, celebrate another
year, and he gets to move forward and on to the next journey? Why, why, why,
this tiny word has encompassed my life over the last year.
So, I reflect on
our earthly Birthdays. What does it mean that we are being granted the
opportunity to move into another year on this earth? I’ve wondered over the
last year if part of the reason Curt was able to move on was because he already
figured it out.. and, if that is the case, what did he figure out? What is our individual
purposes while we are here, how can we fully understand that we have a purpose,
and ultimately, how can we fulfill this purpose in a way that honors God, for I
know it is His story, not ours.
The last few
weeks I have been practicing a discipline of reflective prayer. Starting with
being still, being quiet, and attempting to fully embrace the silence around me.
I am finding that we cannot grow in our faith, in our understanding of why we
are here, if we do not regularly practice times of solitude. This life is full
of feelings and stimulations that come in so many forms, we often don’t know
how to run away from them. Evil comes in all forms and I feel that one of these
ways is through its ability to distract us from what really matters, what this
life is all about, growing closer to the person God created us to be.
After these
times of silence I then move on to gratitude. Over this last year I felt such
deep gratitude flowing from my heart. Thankful for the provisions I have, even
in the midst of the storm. When I look around at the sin in this world, when I
literally take a stroll through my streets of Portland, I see sadness
surrounding me. I know that I am blessed with things that I do not deserve and
I know that I must be thankful for this before I can move to asking for
guidance of what it is I am called to do here during another year on this
earth.
Finally, I cry
out for help deciphering what this is all about. What do I do while I am here?
For, I believe, if we want knowledge we must attempt to seek it. This is not a
question we can ponder and expect an answer to without taking an action. I
believe our purpose won’t just appear in front of us if we do not actively seek
this understanding. It first takes us having a desire and then it takes us
seeking the answer, actively seeking.
God puts this
desire of knowledge and understanding of what our individual purpose is into our
hearts, not us. With this, I believe that God does not give us the power of
desire without also giving us the power to decipher it, and ultimately the power to follow
our paths.
So, as we
celebrate birthdays here on this earth, we have the ability to seek what our
purpose is because God has given us more time. We have the ability to ponder
and grow and live today as if it literally is the day we will take our last
breath. Are we fulfilling our part of the story? If we are asking ourselves
this, it is because God put the desire there to be pondered. We are here to
change something, ever so slightly, and to seek just how to do so daily. We can
seek the answers through action. Action comes through quiet times of solitude
and prayer, and also times of reading books of knowledge, and action comes from
discussing with other people you trust ways that you can move forward on your
path to fulfilling that longing inside of you.
I love you for eternity, Curtis Van Alen Joyce, and I will continue to figure out my purpose until we meet again. Happy Birthday in Heaven.
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