Monday, July 2, 2012

Foxes and Fowls

Foxes have holes

Fowls’ their nests

But no place he,

his head to rest.

- Matthew 8:18-22

I find a riddle in these words, or more importantly, a challenge. Faith has a two fold message that puts the soul, mind and body on notice that each human being, comprised of an intrinsic trinity must come to an understanding that man is a reflection of God. Perhaps this is what I have come to know as a “sacred mystery.” We must all be willing to cast off the dark outer skin of our worldly selves and leave behind the sharp jagged refuse of our sinful past and take up a higher purpose for our being. As Christ showed us when he wrote in the dirt all of the blemishes of the high priests as they condemned a woman to death, we must let the wind wipe away the traffic of the well traveled road of our past understanding and become a new creation.

Some have called for “A new world order” in which humankind transcends the selfish motives of personal gain, power and greed to work for the common good of all. For these I believe have been the greatest downfall of man. When we can put aside these pitfalls of evil and deceit, then can we fully realize the end for which we seek; full communion with God. The universe stands before us as an example of what is paraphrased from Goethe as "an order and chaos that finds meaning in the hum of planets as they orbit a blazing star to transcend space and time to find the ultimate truth about our place in the cosmos."

We must all question and pursue our own destiny within this microcosm, yet we must embrace each moment as part of a journey to a higher end. The struggle and strife of worldly cares shape and form us to conform or break away from whatever challenges us along the way. It is merely a matter of choice to follow in the footsteps of destruction or eternal life. And so, the ultimate question is posed: “How will I live my life, for selfish gain or for the goodness that pervades every living thing on earth?” Will I bury myself underground in the safety of my will to survive or will I fly amongst the fowl that rise at dawn and sing the praises of a new day found?









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