Tuesday, January 28, 2025

WALK

Dear All of Us,

When I was a kid,

a bunch of us

used to walk 

each other home 

every day

after school.


As those days 

matured into years,

   I realized 

we're all walking 

each other home

   every day 

   every way

   all the time

   all the way.

It starts at birt

and stretches across 

   all the days 

   and ways

   of our living

   til we're all

  Home Safe 

   Heaven


The Holy One

conceived us,

setting us on 

our way 

to grow go 

together.

We literally make 

all the difference 

in the world 

to each other.

We need others.

Others need us.

It's meant to be 

   great fun.

  Sometimes 

  it's just that.

  We're in on 

    Creation 

      live 

      and 

  immediate.

   Sometimes 

 it just ain't so.

There's screw up.

It hurts like hell.

Either the way, 

we walk it together.


This last week 

it has been 

hard as hell,

as hot as hell, 

   for my 

wonderous 

    little

almost four

  year old  

Grand Son, 

   Ollie.

 He was 

stricken with

Staphylococcal

Scalded Skin 

 Syndrome.

Thats long for 

horrible pain.

The skin breaks out 

all over the body

and feels as though 

it has been scalded.

Touch or movement

    mean agony.

It's treated much as in 

   The Burn Unit


Our daughter 

and son in law

have love soothed,

close companioned 

Ollie day and night 

in the hospital -

Assuring Presence

in his pained way.

Speaking of the  

hospital staff, 

our daughter 

said they are 

   sensitive,

gifted, healing,

   "saints"


They're all making 

a world of difference 

      for Ollie 

as he navigates this 

perilous and painful 

stretch of the road. 


We're all walking

each other home


Our spiritual lives 

 are a glorious 

and tight wrap

    of being 

woven One in 

passionate intimacy

     with God

 and then hitting 

   the streets 

   of daily life 

    with God

helping each other 

   make a go, a

     God Go 

       of it.


Sometimes it's 

parents staying up 

  day and night 

      with a 

  suffering child.


Most of the time 

  it's practically

loving our neighbor 

   as ourselves,

doing unto others 

as we would have 

    done to us, 

knowing in person 

 and in real time, 

 what we do unto 

 the least of those

  out here on the 

    Life's Lane 

   we are doing 

    unto Christ.


It can mean:

- being all ears and heart

  listening to another's

  joy or travail

- slowing down to catch up 

  with those limping along

- letting others give us a lift 

  when we are down

  and out

- not taking anymore 

  than we need and 

  making sure others 

  have enough

- smiling at a baby 

  in a carriage 

- listening to an 

  eight-year-old 

  practicing the violin

  for an eternal half hour

- writing a not 

  too short story 

  on our phone

  while a senior adult

  fumbles through 

  twenty-seven coupons, 

     some dating back to a

     Thanksgiving Special

     in 2010 

  at the cash register

  while the waiting line

  stretches all the way 

  to the storeroom

- helping the "newbi" 

  at work get in 

  the swing of things

- finding ways to get 

  folks together 

  for a hay of 

  a good time

- tipping extravagantly

- together being a

  real, salty sweet 

  church community,

  refusing to let 

  our church be either 

  a museum for the past 

  or a wrong now 

  friendship desert

- whispering a prayer

  for the bloke

  laying on the horn

  behind us 

  at a red light 

  (or even a green light!)

- having new neighbors 

  over for dinner

- paying attention 

  to others so deeply 

  that we come to

  appreciate and celebrate

  different personalities, 

  persuasions, 

  talents and tastes

  that are far from ours 

- doing what we can for

  the inclusion and justice 

  of all different sorts of us

- big ways, little ways,

  helping each other 

  along the way home 

  and letting them 

  the same for us.


  Here are two little lifts

  for the walk:


- An elderly 

  friend of mine

  drives every day 

  to be with her husband 

  in a Hospice Care Facility.

  Last week there was 

  a heavy snow 

  overnight in her town.

  When she got up 

  neighbors were 

  plowing the driveway, 

  clearing off the car 

  and shoveling 

  the sidewalk 

  and front steps.

  

We're all walking 

each other home.


- The Washington Post 

   publishes online and 

   offers for free each 

   Wednesday and Sunday 

        THE OPTIMIST

        Check out the 

  January 26, 2025 issue,

         especially

   - An airport piano...

   - Pizza driver gets...

       true accounts of 

            Yep, 

   We're all walking 

   each other home


"I am the way..."

"Wherever two or three 

 are together in my name, 

 there I am in their midst."

           Jesus

    Great company as 

    We're all walking 

    each other home  

           ******


It's great for us to be 

walking home together

here at

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