A Shimmering Ocean of Love

While filming in Uganda a few years ago, I was stunned by the sight of an endless parade of people walking for up to ten miles along dusty, dirt roads in search of water and food. Some of the people were refugees fleeing the violence of a prolonged civil war. I penned the following observation in my journal late one night.

A small empty begging bowl holds the great void of life. Flowing along with birth and death, so many people hauling water and carrying firewood. So many people walking so far for the basics of life, being so far from the elixir of hope.

If the human species could reach a place where there was neither lack nor excess, we would be entering a place of inexpressible light, we would entering a place of lasting peace, we would be entering a place of immeasurable grace, we would be entering the Kingdom of God.

But we seem unable to discard greed and anger, unable to live without grasping, unwilling to embrace the other, unwilling to stop using violence. And so we are unable to sail on the shimmering ocean of love that is God.


1 Response to “A Shimmering Ocean of Love”

  1. 1 Jerry October 13, 2013 at 9:08 pm

    I’m thoughtful about the word “unable” that you used. It’s not that I disagree with you. But I would add something about laying our difficulty at God’s feet. There are times I’ve felt unable to overcome a weakness and the only remedy is for me to surrender it to God.

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