On the Shore
"I wouldn't describe my life as being on the edge," he said.
"It's more like being on the shore."
I could relate to being on the edge. I've had many times in
my life when I felt like I was on the edge waiting to fall into
the big abyss of despair and hopelessness. Somehow, just
when I thought I was lost, I'd show up in God's lost and
found department and He would claim me.
I've had very frustrating days, too. Days when I felt like I
wanted to run away.
Recently it's been more like I just wanted to stop playing
the game, make up my own rules and live the rest of my life
doing what I believe God wants me to do. I want to do it
without regard to income, corporate standards or a boss
who thinks work is not the place to be social or happy.
But life demands certain things. Like the need to pay bills.
Like the need follow rules. Like the need to even have a
boss.
This all came to light when I spoke to a wonderful woman
who plays the harp. I was told she would like to share her
talent with hospice patients. I thought that was great.
So I called her. She thought it was great, too. That is until
we talked about life's demands.
"In order to do this for us, you will need to go through our
hospice volunteer training," I said.
"Don't want to," she said.
"It's required. By law we need to train our volunteers, do a
criminal record check, a TB test..."
"Nope. I've gone through all of that before. I don't want to wear
ID badges, I don't want to represent anyone, I just want to use the
talent that God has given me to bring music into the lives of those
who need it."
I paused trying to think of what to say.
"I have been a nurse, RN, for more than 20 years. Music is my
life now and I do it for nothing. I don't want all the things attached
every time I want to share my gift."
"I love your spirit," I said. "May I keep your name and number?"
"Yes."
This got me to thinking about the world today. I understand the need
for all the rules, I just don't want to accept that the world is such
that we need to investigate, probe, test and train someone who wants
to play music for someone who is dying.
But we do. The way the world is today, we need to protect those who
are at a most vulnerable time.
Still, here's the beauty of it all.
God is unregulated. If my neighbor's spouse dies, I can go across
the street and bring them food so that they don't have to cook.
If a house burns down in my area, I can go to that family with
clothes, furniture, or money.
If an old man falls on the side walk, I can run over and lift him up.
If my co-worker is sad, I can make him smile.
If my heart feels the need to, I can sing, dance and be happy,
right then, right where I am.
If I think you need it, I can pray for you without asking for
permission.
If you want to pray with me, you can without rules, regulations
or guidelines, in any language, in any faith, to the God we
share or the God we each believe in.
So what about the man who believes his life is like standing
on the shore?
He's right. Never again will I see myself "on the edge." I will stand
firm and let life and all of its challenges come to me. I will let the
stress of the day lap at my feet. If I wade in too far, I'll get wet but
I can swim back. If I walk far enough along the shore I will meet
others on the journey. We can stop and share a sunrise or build
castles for the moment.
If I am strong in my faith I can build a vessel, travel to different
shores, and know if the seas get rough, the waves will take
me home.
Come away from the edge and walk along the shore with me.
We'll get wet. We'll swim. We'll sing when we want to, dance
when we shouldn't and the only one we will answer to is God.
~ Bob Perks ~
2believe@comcast.net
[ by: Bob Perks Copyright © 2008 (2believe@comcast.net) -- {used with permission} ]
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