We should not begrudge the winter, that time of the year when our strength is to be held in reserve. The onset of winter should remind us of the need for rest and replenishment, and for quiet reflection on the meaning of our many activities.
The words we speak, or don’t speak, are quite important. By speaking, we open the doors of our hearts to others; by not speaking, we leave those doors closed. By speaking, we bestow grace and give ourselves away. So let’s have the courage to do that.
We need to be careful not to avoid responsibility for our own attitudes. The fact that some people are motivated more consistently than others is not the result of their having been born that way — it’s the result of choices they make.
True tolerance (the kind that’s tough to learn) wisely balances courage and consideration. It doesn’t sweep significant issues under the rug, but neither does it break relationships over disagreements that don’t require such a break.
Who are we going to be? Having chosen our colors, we need to engage life with all the heart of a person who is alive. “God does not ask for the dull, weak, sleepy acquiescence of indolence. He asks for something vivid and strong” (Amy Carmichael).
There are vast stretches of territory in our hearts that we simply do not reveal to others, sometimes even those who are nearest and dearest to us. For every one of us who is too open, there are ninety-nine of us who aren’t open enough.
Our hearts are stirred by longings for a perfection beyond the fragmentary happiness that is our lot. We want more than what we’ve known in the past and the present; for most of us, the future is something we envision with desire, and even hope.
The expression “road of life” may be a bit worn-out, but it is true that our lives have many of the characteristics of a road. They have destinations, distances, and even detours. It pays to pick our roads carefully — and travel them appreciatively.
None of us live entirely to ourselves. Each one of us is a link in the chain of generations, and what we do is more than just our own business. We’re linked to our ancestors in the past, and we’re linked to our descendants in the future.
To live in this world is to be a traveler. We’re all on a journey, and the road grows long. How glad we are to meet those whose hearts are like a wayside inn, with the doors open and a gentle voice saying, “Come in and be refreshed.”