Something To Stand On

by Blue Heron  

The stone jetty in Rock Harbor is constructed of large massive granite boulders. It juts out into the Bay on both the Orleans, and Eastham sides of the channel. My grandchildren like to hop their way out on the huge stones. The wall has been an immovable fixture during my 38 years on Cape Cod. It has borne the curious footsteps of my children, and now their children.  

A seawall is like Truth in a good way. It is stable, and something I can count on. During the Lenten season I am usually reminded that there is a difference between Truth in its most noble form; and the things that I may think are true.
 
Take for example the ways in which I perceive myself. Somehow in my mind’s eye I still see myself as the fit fellow of my youth. When I see a photograph of myself at an event or party I am stunned; barely recognizing myself. Who is that fat guy with wrinkles and the goofy smile? In similar ways I like to project a certain image of myself to the larger world. I would like to be thought of as a reasonable fellow. If someone suggest that I am motivated from selfish concern, or that I am very tied to my own opinion on a subject, I am momentarily breathless. It takes me a little while to be open to a comment that challenges the nobility of my motivation. 
 
I get uncomfortable when my “true self” is showing. No one else is surprised. My friends have known this about me all along; and it hasn’t caused them to suddenly pack up and leave. And Jesus has known this and loved me all along. It would appear that most of the surprise is on my part. The choice becomes how I will face these things about myself that I have hidden from.
   
What remains is the love of  Jesus, undeserved, and unearned. He is the rock of stone that protrudes out into my experience. The Friend who is willing to wait as I become accustomed to the truth.
 
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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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