Dropping everything I could be doing this morning
on a day of rest from labors,
and dropping down
beneath the wounds of a lifetime,
I go in search of what is very near.
Surrounded by other seekers
through the centuries,
broken, lost, and lonely all,
and sitting in their good company,
we go down and in,
even when there is a mighty tug
to keep distracting ourselves with unceasing entertainments.
We fall down, in fact,
into that spacious place where distractions cannot reach us.
For we have inner work to do:
gathering up all our old wounds
and bringing them into contact
with our deeper wholeness.
On this Labor Day
our labor is holding in loving awareness
all that has troubled us
until it dissolves
into solidarity with all who suffer.
For we know the One who has suffered
sitting here with us
and cherish His coming.
makes us willing
to drop everything we could be doing today,
willing to be right here
in His good company,
This summer my calling has gradually become clearer than ever. For decades I have been called to a life of prayer for the world, and in these last decades of ministry I have one leading: helping others find their way into the inner sanctuary, so they too can find True Home. When the tug of distractions has grown strong, I have needed the good company of other spiritual seekers, and still do. And in gratitude I want to dedicate the rest of my life to guiding those I can through their brokenness and wounds into the Presence. May we all know solidarity in our suffering and comfort in finding Home together.