This
morning the pastor of the church we attend gave an inspiring sermon on the
beauty and power of interruptions. She helped me see that my life, and all of
life, is, surprisingly, a steady stream of interruptions, and that all of these
interruptions are actually a part of the affirmative and healthful flow of The
Universe through us. (She used the word “God”, but I sometimes use “The
Universe”, to remind me that God is not a person.) An interruption is like The
Universe knocking on yet another door to show us still more miracles, and
perhaps the best way to respond is to smile and happily open the door.
Curiously, the word “interruption” derives from the Latin “rumpere”, meaning
“to break”, suggesting that an interruption could be seen as The Universe
breaking through to show me something special, or even breaking me open like a
bud breaks open and blossoms. Already today I have experienced hundreds of
these moment by moment interruptions, small side streams that flowed into and
refurbished my life. I hope I’ve smiled and welcomed them and wondered what
they could show me.
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