This All Souls Day, I am reminded of a powerful image passed along to me, oh, about 25 years ago. It seems appropriate to re-gift it today.
For this judgement after death, you crawl into God’s lap and tell him the story of your life… all of it. This takes a LONG time. Tears, of course, ensue… and whatever else you might imagine to be fitting for you.
Hours later, exhausted, still in those arms, God looks deeply into your eyes and asks if it might be El’s* turn. You nod, pinned and held in El’s gaze. God then tells you the story of your life with great love, truth, humor, compassion. There are more tears, yes, but also laughter, deep joy, wonder, wholeness, humility, grace, healing, compassion, connection, forgiveness, celebration, communion and community, wisdom, understanding, surrender, and an intense sense of being safe and sheltered, while receiving even more energy to love, as you unite with the One whose life in love always flows outward. Imagine it.
I hope that encounter for all we love this day, surrounded by clouds of saints and souls, hoping and loving for and with us. They are anxious that all those now living would share in the mission to communicate about the tenderness of God’s wondrous action in lives. Trusting God with each chapter of our mixed up and wondrous story, mended with mercies and lavished with love, we are sent to tell others of this grounded way of living and hoping. May we all, part of ALL souls, support and pray for each other’s journeys and lean on and in the Love that created and draws all of us, all the time.
I’ll meet you there.