Over the last few years, 9 years give or take, I felt the growing and intense desire to live the life I talked about; spoke about, wrote about and described in sermons. This life, as I envisioned it, would be something akin to what Jesus called-the abundant life. This was a rich life; a deep life; an awake life; a life where I was more aware and alive.
This has required a giving up and an embracing. I gave up my work and I embraced a new work— to live a more intentional way of life. This is a way of rhythms; a way of slowing; and a way of realizing that the life I was seeking was also seeking me.
My work, calling, passion; the world’s needs— leader’s needs and perhaps my own ego and addictions to my work consumed me. I could not call myself a contemplative. I wanted this but I was too busy; too consumed; too engaged.
Ever since I met Dallas Willard, I wanted to live the life he described. But, I found it difficult.
I tried.
I trained.
I practiced.
I succeeded somewhat.
I failed a lot.
But now, I’m seeing a shift . I’m sensing more of what I wanted in the first place.
Perhaps, it has to do with my age. Perhaps it has to do with the fact I now have more time and time is my own to spend.
Perhaps I feel less rigid; more embracing; more of a loving and alive kind of man. I’m not quite sure.
But during this month of being in Greece, Italy and Holland with a part of our family, I have noticed myself noticing. Does that sound strange? Then let it.
To notice and to begin to notice is the key and clue of this path.
Then this morning, here in the morning sun of Greece; after eating the sweetest green melon for breakfast, I felt the sweetness of this abundance in life— the cool morning; the warmth of the sun reflecting on my face and this poem by David Whyte titled THE SUN.
Read it for yourself and see what you think.. see if you can relate to what I’m describing. I’ll also post a few pictures I’ve taken along the way in our time here. It’s been lovely!
… I want to walk through life amazed and inarticulate with thanks…. I want to know when I lean down to the lilies by the water and feel their small and perfect reflection on my face…. I want to know what I am and what I am involved with by loving this world as I do…. I want to be found by love, … I want to come alive in the holiness of that belonging.
Do you see the Sun in each of these pictures. I did— when it was happening and even now.
I want this realization for my friends, family and especially my grandchildren. Perhaps it is, in the face and heart of a child that we return to what we have wanted all along.
Later on this morning, I read these words from Henri Nouwen… all attempting to say better what I’m trying to say. I take comfort in the collective voices!
While realizing that ten years ago I didn’t have the faintest idea that I would end up where I am now, I still like to keep up the illusion that I am in control of my own life. I like to decide what I most need, what I will do next, what I want to accomplish, and how others will think of me. While being so busy running my own life, I become oblivious to the gentle movements of the Spirit of God within me, pointing me in directions quite different from my own.
It requires a lot of inner solitude and silence to become aware of these divine movements. God does not shout, scream, or push. The Spirit of God is soft and gentle like a small voice or a light breeze. It is the Spirit of Love.
Mary seemed to have captured what I’m trying to say :
“In the beginning I was so young and such a stranger to myself I hardly existed. I had to go out into the world and see it and hear it and react to it, before I knew at all who I was, what I was, what I wanted to be.”
Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays