Children of the Cast Off God
Wondrous things are
happening, people, even these people, doing wondrous things.
They
are terribly disappointing, these people, yet the potential of God resides
within them.
Do
not look for perfection. Do not look for control. But define for
them a need and direction, and give them some freedom, opportunity, and
encouragement, and sometimes miraculous things will unfold.
A
frightening, even terrifying lot, magnanimous generosity and irrational cruelty
keeping close company in their hearts. Expect little. Hope for
much. Give up all hope of understanding them or explaining their
behavior. Love them, but don't get too close.
Fear
them. Do not condemn them. Forget any pretensions of teaching them.
Somewhere
in their self-perpetuated chaos resides the Kingdom of Heaven. Don't
frustrate yourself trying to make sense of that.
Curse
them, bless them, flee from them, embrace them. The Universe orbits about
them, all Creation exists for them, and they will steadfastly lay claim to
their central position while not bothering with gratitude for it.
Wondrous
things are happening, and the children of the cast-off-God are doing wondrous
things. Marvel at it all and smile along with their neglected
God.
