I say that I want things to change:
I want to love my family better.
This needs to change.
The #metoo stories are heavy on my heart.
This needs to change.
The way our systems benefit some people
and make life really hard for others
is a travesty.
This needs to change.
And I want it all fixed.
I want to be part of that change.
But do I really?
What if being part of the change requires
that I change?
What if change requires
Sacrifice
Vulnerability
Pruning?
Am I still interested?
Are you?
What happens if we say the cost is too high?
Searching for kindling is about capturing
the daily moments and using them to fuel
joy, love and growth.
But I never really consider that there’s a fire.
Yes, I can pursue learning, new adventures
and serving others to fuel hope and love.
But fire is a refiner.
And it is going to burn if we feed it.
I can keep it small and keep the fire
just for myself and my family.
I can be stingy with the kindling.
Or I can let it burn off the selfishness
and allow it to soften my heart
so that I am moved by what moves God.
And then I must move.
I must give.
And then
the fire is not just for me
but is fueling other’s fires.
There’s cords of kindling
stacked up in my heart –
kindling that would be better
burned and refined than
stored in my heart.
Will I sacrifice it for
the sake of change?
