As I looked up at the mantle and gazed at the figurines, snow globes, and miniature nativity scene, I felt a sense of peace, joy and wonder at the collective Spirit of the message that each piece seemed to hold. Each piece was as if reaching out…some toward an accompanying figurine or character and some into thin air or rather into the great beyond. Each and every one, though, different as they were in race, gender, dress and demeanor, reaching out in their own ways.
Each figurine and character had a purpose within their time and setting…a higher purpose…one that was, and that is, timeless. One that serves to unite. We all have a place and time on earth to which we belong, and we all have a purpose in life. We hold that in common and there is nothing that could be more important.
As my eyes come back to the drummer, I can’t help but think about how beautiful it is that there is more than one beat. More than one way to be faithful to God and to each other as we strive and search for meaning and fulfillment in our place and time, and in each setting.
“Re-examine all that you have been told . . . dismiss that which insults your soul.” – Walt Whitman
In this New Year, may God continue to give us the grace to discover or re-discover and walk to the beat that is our own from birth…one that enables us to serve God and each other, in our own way, and for the greater good…one that leads to peace.