Everything waits for the right thing to be said, done, in the right place, at the right time, in the right way. Every situation is dying for a dose of the right thing. How long has it been since the right thing came your way? Since you brought it forth with word and deed? Each day dawns hoping for the right thing somewhere today. How many days die without the right thing coming forth as blessing and grace anywhere. So many people everywhere living in the service of the wrong thing. Living as stewards of the wrong thing. Living as devoted disiples of the wrong thing. Saying and doing wrong everywhere they go. Not caring. Happy to be being wrong for every situation they meet. Who is there to offset their influence? To introduce the right thing into the circumstances of their living? To be right for the time that is at hand? To care about the things that need to be cared about? About the people languishing for a kind word, a gentle presence, offered at the right time, in the right way? Who is there to nudge the world back to the right way of being present for the good of the whole and all of its parts, with the right word and the right deed in the right place at the right time in the right way?
Sit with it. With everything. With each thing. Sit with it. Rushing past this to that keeps us from squaring up to any of it. From being aware of it. From seeing it. From seeing what is called for. From orienting ourselves to it in the right way and coming forth with the right response. Riding our default reaction from this to that throughout the landscape litters the land with missed opportunities for the good to fall like welcome rain on a parched and dying world. Sitting with it opens the wellspring of living waters pouring out, spilling over as grace and hope for what might yet be. Sit with it and see what emerges to redeem the moment and light the path to the next sitting place and the next miracle hoping to be birthed with the right response, at the right time, in the right way.
Do what needs to be done because it needs to be done as best you can whether it does any good or not. Be good for nothing. As best you can. In each situation as it arises. All your life long. No one can do better than that.
We say "God" as though we have said something when we say "God." We can get into fits and rages arguing about "God," and no one knows what they are talking about. We are talking about "ideas" about "God." Whose ideas? It depends, but all we know of "God" is something somebody else said. We also talk about "life" as though we know what we are talking about, but no one knows what "life" is, or where it comes from, or where it goes, except that some of us are certain that "life" comes from "God" and goes back to "God." "Electricity," "microwaves," "radio waves," "death," The list is long of things we do not comprehend. "Conscious," "unconscious," "self," "soul," "love,"... We are awash in mystery and we haven't been astonished or astounded all day. Which is something else I can make no sense of.