Making the world a place of possibilities
It's a great phrase. It sounds as if anything could be possible. I wanted to clasp it firmly in my right hand like a baton and run with it and surely this is the vocation of us all. To make the world a place of possibilities.
As I thought about it a little more I became painfully aware of my limitations of time, place and resources.
I thought of the disadvantaged and I wondered if their possibilities had changed. Was there any effectual, ongoing change from the little possibility that I had tried to create?
I thought of those who are displaced and had their homes destroyed by flood, fire, bombs or earthquake. What possibilities for them?
Three little ways forward.
First, we must not give up trying to make our world a place of possibilities for others. The task is enormous and seems insurmountable, but a quick letter of resignation is not the answer.
Secondly, I find that my prayers have become more outrageous these days. I ask for the impossible and incredible. When all seems futile and forgotten I return yet again to that insatiable God who can never get enough prayer.
Thirdly, At this time of year, we look back to a beleaguered couple at the back of the pub in a cave that would not pass any O.H & S. Standards. They probably had no idea that more than 2000 years later their struggles, tears and grubby surrounds would continue to inspire us and change lives. So too with us. Our tiny, seemingly ineffectual and insignificant actions will have ramifications generations down the track. The world can be a place of possibilities if, just for today, we do the little things.
The first Christmass didn’t seem like much but… it made the world a place of possibilities