In the past week, I have been privileged to meet people who have shared powerful and moving stories of their lives. I heard a couple speak from their heart, of their faith. I wwas truly touched to hear their depth of faith. Their sharing made me seriously reflect on my own life. I listened to a humble bishop, from Myanmar, speak of how his diocese is presently under attack, from the Tatmadaw. As he spoke, I could feel his pain. A friend shared how he felt rejection, on being question about a heartfelt choice he had made at church. Who am I to question anyone? Accept people where they are at, and go from there.
They all impacted me, making me think:
Am I so right in life, in what I think and portray?
Do I really get the essence of life?
I was reminded that it is best in life to stand back and reflect, thus getting in touch with the deeper meaning and reality of life, than just to react to what life throws at us. I felt humbled by these people in my week. They reminded me that I am above no one, nor nothing. Rather I basically live out of my own struggle and chaos, which place me at the centre of our shared humanity. We are humanity together.
I was struck how we are humbled in life, when we realize who we are in relationship, to and with others. We each have a story. No one's story is better than another. Each story is quintessential, being part of the rich and diverse tapestry that makes up life. Listen to each other and respect the other's story, no matter how distant it may seem from one's own. Ultimately, all is mystery, all is gift; we are in life together and need each other. Here we find God, the true meaning of life.
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