yesterday i went to
a coffee at my church for women interested in
spiritual mentoring. the first hour was logistics, the second brief introductions. there were almost 40 of us.
tell us a little bit about yourself, how you got here, what you are looking for. what i heard over and over was hunger - a longing to be listened to, loved, companioned, cared for, met. i am convinced that this is a universal impulse. tonight i met with a few women to match mentors and mentees up. it felt like we were putting the world back together.
What we hunger for perhaps more than anything else is to be known in our full humanness, and yet that is often just what we also fear more than anything else. It is important to tell at least from time to time the secret of who we truly and fully are . . . because otherwise we run the risk of losing track of who we truly and fully are and little by little come to accept instead the highly edited version which we put forth in hope that the world will find it more acceptable than the real thing. It is important to tell our secrets too because it makes it easier . . . for other people to tell us a secret or two of their own . . .
The grace of God means something like: Here is your life. You might never have been, but you are because the party wouldn't have been complete without you. Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid. I am with you. Nothing can ever separate us. It's for you I created the universe. I love you. There's only one catch. Like any other gift, the gift of grace can be yours only if you'll reach out and take it. Maybe being able to reach out and take it is a gift too.
The story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all.
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