For the week of: Monday, March 26th 2007
"The Hour of Dawn"
I subscribe to only a very few e-mail subscriptions but The Fax of Life written by Rubel Shelly is one I do eagerly anticipate.
Below is an article recently written that I passed onto my family and would like to pass onto you. The last full paragraph speaks so much TRUTH to all of us but especially to parents striving to bring up children with hearts like God.
Oh dear mommas, your babies need to learn to look outside of themselves and pour their compassion and tender care out onto others. Do not wait one more moment to initiate daily acts of service with your children, regardless of age. Any age child can serve in some way. Next week I’ll list some specific suggestions. For this week, consider this:
You probably get discouraged about events in the news too. Terrorism. Family violence. Unemployment. Economic uncertainty. Some of the scary news may even be closer to home than the newspaper. Health problems. Damaged personal relationships. Friction among people in your church. It can be discouraging.
And just whose responsibility is it to make things better? If your first thought is God, I would not propose to correct your answer. I would only remind you that God acts in this world through human agents.
There is an old Hasidic story about a rabbi and his students. As they walked along one day, he asked, "How can we know the hour of dawn -- the time at which the night ends and the day begins?"
No one ventured an immediate answer, so they continued to walk. The one of the rabbi's disciples offered something. "Is it when you can look from some distance and distinguish between a wolf and a sheep?"
"No," said the rabbi. And they continued to walk.
"Is it when there is light enough to distinguish between a grapevine and a thorn bush?" ventured another student.
"No," said the rabbi. There was a long silence.
"Please tell us the answer to your question," said one. "How is it possible to know the precise time at which the dawn has broken?"
"The dawn comes for each of us," said the wise old teacher, "when we can look into the face of another human being and -- by virtue of the light that comes from within us -- recognize that even a stranger is our brother or sister. Until then, it is night. Until then, the night is still with us."
Self-centered lives are cramped, provincial, and sad. It is only those souls large enough to live for others that are expansive with joy and bright with love. Love is, in fact, the only spiritual power great enough to overcome the selfishness that seems to be instinctive to being alive.
There is so much darkness. Let's pray for the dawn to come.
Praying with you,
Kay

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