Growing Together in the Light: Spontaneous Thanks

One of my favorite bloggers, though his posts are not so frequent as I might wish, is Will T., of Growing Together in the Light. Today, scrolling randomly through the lists of places my visitors came from on their way to my blog, I encountered a link to a post of Will's I hadn't read before, from 2006.

I haven't anything to add to it, or any insightful comment or anecdote to carry it into some new territory. But I feel that I must quote it here, because it is so beautiful and so true:

… I felt that we had dropped down until we had come into the gathered silence of the Meeting for Worship that has been going on since before the world was formed and which will continue on until after the world has ended. The world is being held, will always be held, has always been held, in this worship. I was blessed to step into this worship briefly but it is still going on.

Now, even though I cannot usually feel it, and sometimes I forget, I know that the world is being held in this worship. All of our sorrow, pain, joy and gladness is being held in this silence. The pain of the war in Iraq and the war in Darfur and all of the other wars going on today are being held. All the hunger and disease and injustice and also our ecstasies and joys and celebrations; our weddings, our births, our dancings, our running and our singing, all of it to the heights and depths is being held.

Everything that we are and know is only a thin skim on the surface of the earth and it is all being held in such a depth that we cannot comprehend or imagine how deeply and completely we are held.

This deep silence can be seen as the River of Life that flows from the throne of God. It flows deep under everything and nourishes and heals all that is.

Reading Will's words, something in me unclenches, and I remember too. What could be better news? It's not that everything will be all right.

It's that everything already is.

Would I feel it if I were in pain, in sorrow, or in struggle? I hope so. I might not be strong enough to remember. I hope I would be, though. Because I do know, really that it is true.

Thanks, Will, for writing this.

Read the whole post, y'all. Like so much else Will writes, it's good.

Comments

Aquila ka Hecate said…

That's it, isn't it?
..it already is
Thanks Cat.

Love,
terri in Joburg

11:00 AM

Anonymous said…

Wow!

Thanks, Cat, for pointing me to this.

Michael

1:51 PM

Will T said…

Cat,
You're welcome.

Will T

9:21 PM

Ted Marshall said…

That is absolutely beautiful. I'm so glad you found it and shared it.

6:19 AM

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