Unity

Are you a parent? Do your kids get along? Mine don’t. It’s one of my fondest dreams that one day my daughters will become good friends. God feels the same about all his daughters and sons, all over the planet, of all races, faiths, and languages. So what’s the problem?

Pride rears its ugly head again. People and nations are too proud to admit they are wrong, to give up their control, to change the way they do things. We cling to “the way we’ve always done it.” We fear “what might happen if—.” We would rather stick with “the devil we know.” Change is hard, especially when the old way is part of our identity, our values.

But to counter our pride, we have a force working for good. Call it God or call it Justice. Call it Jesus or call it Compassion. As Robert Frost said, “Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.” And I say, something there is that wants to include everyone. Something there is that opens our eyes to our brother’s suffering. Something there is that welcomes the stranger. Something there is that gives us courage to speak up. Something there is that wants unity and universal love.

What is it?

Any name will do. What matters is that we sense the movement and don’t try to block it. Maybe we will even see our way clear to tear down a barrier or two.

Note: this blog comes from A Doubter’s Devotional 2, chapter 9, available here on Amazon:order here