One of my sisters memorized a poem when we were very young, and the final stanza has remained with me into my adulthood: “The woods are lovely, dark and deep, / But I have promises to keep, / And miles to go before I sleep, / And miles to go before I sleep.” Truly – out of the mouths of babes (Ps 8:2) – this child mystic revealed my deepest identity to myself. Between naptime and snacktime, playtime and bedtime, she instilled in me, as she walked around the house reciting this poem, a sense of wonder and an attraction to mystery. How tragic it is to get stuck along the way, to lose the forest for the trees, forgetting the boundlessness of life and the uniqueness of our personal calling. As for me, I will just keep taking it one step at a time, one foot in front of another, awkwardly, but sincerely, trying to walk with the Lord, into a future full of uncertainty and hope. Lord, help me to be a prophet like my big sis and cheerfully announce the plain truth to others, that there is no life without risk.
Ave Crux, Spes Unica.
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost
“As for me, I will just keep taking it one step at a time, one foot in front of another…! ” ABSOLUTELY!
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Yes, amen, simple, but simple isn’t easy!