Dear friends in Christ,
My devotion today is drawn from “The Spirituality of Imperfection,”
by Ernest Kurtz and Katherine Ketcham
Being-at-Home: Using the pain of the past for healing in the present
"The mistake we make is to turn upon our past with airy wholesale negation…The way of wisdom is to treat it airily, lightly, wantonly, and in a spirit of poetry; and above all to use its symbols which are its spiritual essence, giving them a new connotation, a fresh meaning." — John Cowper Powys
Virtually all people have a complicated relationship with their family of origin, with home. On one hand, it serves as a shield and protects against our early vulnerabilities, and yet it is also the setting when we suffer our first wounds.
We often hold nostalgic memories of our family. The root of our word “nostalgia” actually means “the pain of returning home.” That sense of longing and suffering appears in words of other languages. The Welsh word for nostalgia is Hiraeth which actually means “a homesickness for home you can’t return to or that never was.”
Life situations inform us that we are basically imperfect and any relationship we enter into—voluntarily or involuntarily, familial or otherwise—will be flawed. None of us is perfect.
To be in relationship with another person is to be both healed and hurt, both wounded and made whole. The choice is not between whether we will be healed or not but, rather, which of those realities will we choose. Will we choose to be healed and will we choose to be made whole.
We can feel homeless in the deepest meaning of the word: not in the sense of having no place to sleep or even in the wider sense of poverty’s homelessness, but in a universal sense of having no place where we fit in and can feel broken, cut off and fundamentally estranged.
Applying spiritual principles such as acceptance and gratitude we learn how and where we can fit. By accepting ourselves as imperfect we can fit into our own being. And in accepting our imperfections we can accept the imperfections of others, especially within our family. When we accept ourselves as well as our relationships with others we can find a real home.
In life we learn that what we do affects others, that what others do affects us, and that we are related to each other through need and through love…as well as through blood.
Rabbi Moshe Leib of Sasov learned to love when he went to an inn and heard one inebriated man ask another, “Do you love me?” “Certainly I love you,” replied the second. “I love you like a brother.” But the first man shook his head and insisted, ”You don’t love me. You don’t know what I lack. You don’t know what I need.” The second man fell silent, but Rabbi Leib understood: “To know the need of men and to bear the burden of their sorrow, that is the true love of men.”
"...so take nothing for granted. Stay wide-awake in prayer. Most of all, love each other as if your life depended on it. Love makes up for practically anything."
~1 Peter 4:8 (the Message)
With caring and love,
Madeline Weston
I'm sharing this beautiful rendition of "Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen" by Sam Cooke. It ties into the devotion and we can all relate to the lyrics.
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