I begin my day, every day, with a cup of coffee, writing and reading from several devotional and thoughtful books. I have re-entered the pages of this book as I have not read the entire book. I have begun at the beginning once again and I'm reading a page a day. Today's poem shouted my truth. I think every human who has connection to community or who seeks community will find some truth here...
for when you need a second to think it over
Blessed are you who don't have
all the answers.
You who realize that "I don't know"
is the best response and posture for now.
You who lean in, unafraid to learn
and change and be wrong along the way.
Blessed are you,
stretched and pressed and pulled
by the uncertainty,
deciding to not stay the same
because we are not who we were.
We have been pulled into the unknown
without our permission.
But the challenge is the same:
reveal truth in love in the midst of seeming chaos.
Blessed are you who realize that
community can help see truth more fully
even if your chin has to be turned gently toward it.
Being fragile amid a world of hammers
takes courage.
to be wrong,
to learn something new,
to choose humility and kindness,
over being right.
May we be a people who don't have it all together
(and who are done posturing).
Curious, hopeful, courageous.
Amen.
This poem let's me reflect on my Tucson journey into the unknown. It pushes me to remember "we are not who we were". It grants me timely permission to explore, to be a bit selfish and to become a new version of myself. Through it all, I choose kindness. I choose hope. I choose love.