January 5, 2012

  • Hello 2012 (An Open Letter)

    Dear 2012, 

    I keep hitting “2010″ when I try to type your name, but please don’t be offended. By now, you should know that I’m bad with names, and you should also know that I’ll probably forget yours until March. OK fine, maybe even June. Also, I know it’s a few days in, but I’m not one to be overly sentimental about dates and such.  

    Your predecessor, 2011, left some marks on me. It was somewhat of a struggle. But on my way down from New York, where I had gone to visit my parents, I heard something interesting on the radio. It brought back a flood of memories and ideas on not only how I want to approach you, but how I want to remember what has passed. 

    The program was about happiness, and the attainment of it. It was a comprised of a multifaith panel of four people: the Dalai Lama (the 14th), the presiding bishop of the Episcopal Church in the US (Dr. Katherine Schori), Chief Rabbi of Great Britain (Lord Jonathan Sacks), and an eminent Muslim scholar (Dr. Seyyed Nasr).

    Some ideas they brought out targeted the response to suffering and tragedy. I appreciated the words of the Dalai Lama: “..when we face some sort of sad thing, if you look very closely and it looks unbearable, [sic] look from distance. There’s not that much that’s unbearable.”

    And then Rabbi Sacks: “The definition of a Jew, Israel, is as it says in Genesis 34, one who struggles, wrestles, with God and with humanity and prevails. And Jacob says something very profound to the Angel. He says, “I will not let you go until you bless me.” And that is how I feel about suffering. When something bad happens, I will not let go of that bad thing until I have discovered the blessing that lies within it.”

    This reminds me of a discipline I used to have. A phrase I used to moderate myself. I called it “embracing my suffering.” I distinctly remember teaching myself what it meant to “press against the blade.” Because I believed that it was this blade that would cut away at all the ugliness inside. I became comfortable addressing my faults and allowing God to iron them out. Trials and even grumpiness was welcomed as a means to find the roots and tease them out. Perhaps I’ve lost that view for a while.

    So, 2012, I will come at you with the burdens I’ve embraced from 2011. From letting the trials and thrills of the past year help me to approach you a better, more renewed person. I will not let 2011 go without a blessing.

    I also want to remind myself that there is nothing that cannot be overcome. No fault in character that cannot be laid at the feet of Jesus and eradicated. No trial that is too large. Nothing so precious as not to give in service and love to God and the dreams He has given me. That whatever comes my way from you, I will not approach with sullenness or discontent, but with a willing heart. I want to remember what it is to grow in grace.

    I named your predecessor “The Year of Yes.” I lost that concept about midway through, but it turns out that it was aptly named. It was meant to be a year of saying “yes” to calls of ministry. But it was that and much more. I found myself saying “yes” to letting God share my fries. I said “yes” to the question of if I would be ok with the fact that some questions may never be answered in this lifetime. I said “yes” to risks and leaps of faith and love.

    I will not name you. No, you will not be the Year of Pressing Into the Blade. I will allow you to be free to do the work you will do in my life without a lens through which I will be observing it. But in my heart, I want you to see me in a closer walk with the One I love most. I want you to see me in closer and deeper devotion to Him and His work. I want you to see me loving without dissimulation and discretion, without respect of status, history, or even character. I want you to see me pursuing knowledge and faith, and deepening in my devotions to God and to the ones I love. 

    A friend of mine wrote about how resolutions should be reaffirmations of our priorities. The preceding is a reaffirmation of my priorities. I want to remember them. 

    Thanks for an excuse to wax eloquent and a chance to make changes.

    Love,
    One Cow on One of the Thousand Hills 

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