16 September 2012
This morning the sun rises and offers a purple haze with hints of orange and pink. A friend of mine who has amazing insight wrote to me about that purple haze. Even if we don't share the same physical condition, we often share a similar spiritual condition. He writes:
"I do know of the traces of purple at sunrise and of the wilderness...its certainty of unpredictability and mystery, it's viciousness, it's beauty. As if nurturing your own inner wilderness, even in a potential moment of privacy, as sure as the sun, you raise up as you have always done from the haze to bring light, warmth, and life to strangers and friends alike. Wear the pajamas! Hang in the purple haze and let the sun find you. You need not be the sun for others during this time as you are not alone." -R.B.F.
He's right about the purple haze. Peace predominates in the purple haze. The wrestling of spirits may start the silent conversation in search of the blessing like Jacob wrestling with God in the wilderness. (See Genesis 32 for more of that story.) As much as we wrestle with God, we wrestle with ourselves. The take downs, reversals, pins, spinning around and around, landing on our backs and landing on our feet. But in the end, God interrupts our beating up on ourselves and offers a blessing. God confronts us with the reality that we are unconditionally loved, cared for, and called forth to share it with others.
Purple haze. Peace persisting in the wildest of times. Haze giving hints at what clarity is coming. Here's to peace and the purple haze.
P.S. If you haven't had your first cup of coffee yet, drink it outside. :)
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