As the world moves haltingly toward reopening, I'm reminded of the parable of the lost sheep. Stuck at home for weeks now, some among us are like sheep lost in the weeds. Many are scared because jobs and livelihoods are disappearing. Others fear even more lives will be lost. Many more feel irritable, depressed or isolated. Our country is deeply divided over when and how to proceed.
I look to Jesus for coaching: “Take care that you do not despise one of these little ones; for, I tell you, in heaven their angels continually see the face of my Father in heaven. (Matthew 18:10)
It’s a reminder to take a breath and reflect on our own weed wandering – those times in our lives when we’re not connected to our most creative and God-centered selves. In that breath, we open a space for patience and compassion. We're given an opportunity to remember that our deepest desires are shared: health and wholeness; respect and purpose; freedom and security; love and belonging. It's an opportunity to remember we are one in God.
The Sufi mystic Rumi says it better:
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase 'each other'
doesn’t make any sense."