6.16.23 - Acts 2: 45-46
We like our excuses about why we can't. Dogma, belief, and values can reinforce patterns of harm. What if, this weekend you simply acted with compassion towards someone?
Day by day, as they spent much time together in the temple, they broke bread at home and ate their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having the goodwill of all the people.
The closest I have found to this reality has not been in the institutions that I have been a part of – it has been found for me in the rooms of recovery, often in people’s living rooms.
We share together in these spaces, often going from crying to laughter in a span of a few minutes. We meet up for meals and wonder at how far we have come, often coming back to life before each other’s very eyes.
It’s rather magical that places like this exist given that people are the ones tending them. I often have been a part of quenching out the flow of Spirit rather than tending to places Spirit can thrive.
I look for this in community now: The difference in these places is the simplicity of it all. Need met with honest presence seems vital. My willingness to be less grabby, essential.
There is beauty in complexity, and much beauty in simplicity. We need both, not one or the other.
How might you simply experience beauty in what's before you this weekend, rather than having to manipulate your surroundings to create it?
-- Dax Franklin-Hicks