On my way to my daughter’s house to babysit our granddaughter, I pass by a MegaBucks billboard sign with the amount of the jackpot lit up in red numerals. As I continue to drive, I map out what I would do with the jackpot when I won it. (Not “if” but “when”) Some of it would go to finding a place with a view of the mountains or the river and not the bedroom of my neighbor across the small courtyard. Some of the winnings would be sent to my kids and the other grandchildren to do with what they wanted. By the time I had mapped out where the winnings would go I would arrive at my daughter’s place to take up my duties, the jackpot would be long forgotten until the next time I drive past the billboard. I know it’s dumb, I don’t even buy a lottery ticket to be in the running so winning it is just a mind game I play. Would money play a useful role in my life or would it just bring headaches? I don’t know. So until I buy a ticket and win, I will never know. Bill Gates uses his money to eradicate sickness from the most vulnerable, the poor. I only volunteer so that’s my contribution. But what if…what if the wealthiest wealthy people in the world directed a few (or a lot) of money to try and solve the world’s ills. Wouldn’t that be spectacular?
20 never again will there be an infant there who lives only a few days, nor an old man who does not run his full course; for the youngest will die at a hundred, and at a hundred the sinner will be accursed.
21 They will build houses and live in them, they will plant vineyards and eat their fruit. (Isaiah 65:20-21)
It’s the art of positive practical thinking. The impossible becomes possible. Reaching out has people reaching back. Hands and hearts joined to dance the dance of life together. It’s a party! Let’s boogie!
6 Carefree, I used to think, ‘Nothing can ever shake me!’
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing, you have stripped off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy.
12 So my heart will sing to you unceasingly, Yahweh, my God, I shall praise you for ever. (Ps 30:6,11-12)
Joy is brought home in abundance and becomes infectious. It’s a time for miracles, of wonder and especially of great hope.
48 Jesus said to him, ‘Unless you see signs and portents you will not believe!’
49 ‘Sir,’ answered the official, ‘come down before my child dies.’
50 ‘Go home,’ said Jesus, ‘your son will live.’ The man believed what Jesus had said and went on his way home;
51 and while he was still on the way his servants met him with the news that his boy was alive. (John 4:48-51)
You know, it doesn’t take very much. Love can always lead to a little faith and hope. Dark days exist (like now), but as with everyday, the sun comes up in the morning and new possibilities present themselves.
and so it goes…