Returning Mercies

by Blue Heron

Take the ostrich. Everyone makes fun of his tendency to hide his head in the sand. If he can’t see the problem it isn’t there. I don’t know how much truth is in this tale, but I do understand what it is like to avoid things I would rather not face. Or the possum; flopping over to play dead; laying low for awhile until the danger subsides. Then there are times we meet up with an unfamiliar dog who is threatening. If I extend a hand, kneel down; if I wait patiently, there ensues a process of approaching and retreating until finally he lets me pet him. He may even flop over for a tummy rub — the ultimate submission.

In like manner I approach God with the things I don’t want to see about myself. I may retreat or show signs of aggression; snarling on the outside but afraid on the inside. Is God safe? What treatment will I receive for the things I have done or not done? How long before I let Jesus in?
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About Blue Heron

My wife and I became members of the Community in 1975. We had come to the Community prior to that time on various retreats from our church in Connecticut. I landed an elementary teaching career in 1976 and taught in that same school until 1999. We raised two sons (now married) who are both now professed members of the Community. We have three grandchildren and three granddogs. I continue to work in the public school teaching science on a part time basis, and also serve as advisor and part time teacher for a group of parents who homeschool in the Community. My wife works as a dental assistant. Life in the Community has expanded my borders far beyond what I would have imagined. Over the years I have sung with the choir, participated in Gregorian Chant, served as chalice bearer, made stained glass, been part of a writing group, built sets for Gilbert and Sullivan productions and sung in them. The list goes on. I cannot think of a better environment to raise a child. And I cannot think of any place that would have challenged more, and kept me moving forward as a Christian father and husband. I have been over my head and lifted above the waters. I am looking back in gratitude, and forward in hope.

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