So
much of life depends on our perspective. Verse 2 of Psalm 40 says, “I waited, I
waited for the Lord,” which implies that God is absent. How does the situation
change if we realize that what we need to pray for is clearer vision to see God
who is already present?
Often
we aren’t even aware of our underlying assumption that everyone else has the same
perspective we do. Yet how can a tree be seen the same way by a boring insect (which
relies on the roots for food), an owl (which depends on the branches for
shelter), and me (who counts on the leaves for the oxygen I breathe)? Our own
particular needs and the experiences that have shaped us feed our perspectives,
which makes life interesting when we encounter the differing perspectives of
others in our homes, schools, workplaces, and communities.
Robert
Morneau’s poem A New Song takes a
helpful approach to this situation:
We
each are given a song to sing
the
notes of which
are
essentially the same.
We
simply order them differently
(or
is it, they order us?)
Recognizing
the notes we have in common can help us be patient with each other: we all are
loved by God as we grapple with fulfilling our basic needs, developing
relationships, finding satisfying work, dealing with loss and grief, and facing
death. On the other hand, celebrating our differences by enjoying the unique songs
people create as they order these notes differently can make life a rich and
joyful adventure.
At
least, that’s my perspective.
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