Diving In

As a woman spoke of the dark patch of life she was walking through, as she described the way she was spiraling through all the things wrong in her life, I thought of the wonderful, pivotal scene in Frank Capra’s film It’s a Wonderful Life when George Baily is leaning over the railing of the bridge, overwhelmed with his troubles, and asking God for help. For those familiar with the movie, you know Clarence (the angel) then falls into the fridged water below taking George from his overwhelming problems to helping the man below. The scene taught me that the best way to rise from my problems is to think about someone else.

I can host a pity party better than Martha Stewart can host a dinner. I can invite every single woe and set the table for a long and sumptuous evening of despair. On some sick level my soul likes it. My guilt and shame love company, and yet I’ve come to know how dangerous it can be.

I remember a time, however, when I was struggling mightily and came across someone whose problems made mine pale in comparison. Like a switch, my concern for him caused me to awaken and focus not on me and my problems but him and his. Changing my focus and doing what I could to sit beside him changed me in profound and life-giving ways. Like George, I forgot my problems and dove into the water.

As we begin a new year, may we all look beyond ourselves and see those around us who are struggling. May we be lifted from the dangers of thinking only of ourselves and dive into the water below where others could really use our help.

Something tells me, it will save us both.

Packed Bags

Her bags were packed.

A new adventure awaited this world traveler. She was ready to go. That is, until her doctor told her she had stage 4 cancer. Within weeks, she was gone. Hauntingly, I was sitting in the church waiting for her funeral to begin on the day she had been scheduled to set sail. I couldn’t help but think she still set sail but this time on a voyage unlike any other - the one each of us will eventually make.

It’s one thing to say we’ll sail beyond the horizons of our lives, and another to live our lives grounded in that truth. We don’t live with our bags packed. We say unnecessary things and don’t say the things that matter. We spend our time and attention on things that will never fit in our bags, things that we’ll need to leave behind. As a famous pastor puts it, our lives are “temporary assignments,” and to see them as such changes our aspirations, relationships, and purposes.

I’ve reached the stage of life when there are more days behind me than ahead. Like my friend, I know there’s a great journey ahead. Remembering that, living in and through that, is bound to change the way I make my way through this temporary journey. The image of my friend’s bags packed sitting by the door is all the inspiration I need for a new year.

She was ready. I want to be ready. I have whatever time left to pack my spiritual bags. I need to prepare to go from one voyage to another, one adventure to another, one life to another.

Christmas 2025

When the song of the angels is stilled,

When the star in the sky is gone,

When the kings and princes are home,

When the shepherds are back with their flock,

The work of Christmas begins:

To find the lost,

To heal the broken,

To feed the hungry,

To release the prisoner,

To rebuild the nations,

To bring peace among brothers (and sisters),

To make music from the heart.

Howard Thurman (1899-1981)