Wonderland
In Lewis Carroll’s adventurous story about the little girl Alice we are guided through rabbit holes and attend tea parties. The characters are bigger than life placing every reader’s imagination on overload. What if you could travel with Alice and as Morpheous ask Neo “Want to see how far the rabbit hole goes?”
The life we witness weekly often takes us on an adventurous ride through wonderland. I can say our imagination has to catch up quite frequently. The phrase how did we get here is spoken almost daily.
On a recent Thursday night at the pool hall we listened to the story of a friend tumbling down the rabbit hole again. She worried that memories from her young past would repeat themselves bringing total destruction to her fragile well being. The wounded heart she carries bandaged only with temporary fixes that in themselves have long term realities, pounds hard in her chest.
Her hands shake with fear that haunts every moment. Her eyes heavy because she will not close them, for hidden in her eyelids are horrid pictures of abuse. At any moment we expect a rabbit with a clock to run by. If only it was a fairy tell. The wonder land here makes us wonder why?
Why? Why are we here joining God in this adventure at this time and in this place? Should we run? Can we just pat the back of our friend and give her a “God bless you” and see you later? Don’t think it doesn’t cross the mind. We know we could stand up look at our watches and proclaim “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date.”
No, I think it is times like these that God says to be still and know I am God. We find it is ok to ask why. It is ok to not know what to say. But it is not ok to just walk away. Besides if you hang around you will see God do some of his most amazing works on earth, and when you remain available He will be glad to work right through you.
