Reflect
“How are you dealing with the mess our world is in?” a worried daughter asked. I, too, had been seeking wisdom, which I found in a sentence near the end of Voltaire’s Candide: “Let us cultivate our gardens.” That helped, she said. In a few days my gift arrived at her home, a porcelain cup with the sentence in French: “Il faut cultiver notre jardin.”
Pray
Omniscient God,
We understand so little about the chaos that seems to be shrouding our world.
We feel powerless when wave upon wave of disruption knocks us off balance.
Help us find peace in your words or in the wisdom of our ancestors so we can move forward in hope.
Act
So many problems, so much pain, so little we can do to resolve it all. But we can start in our own homes, neighborhoods, schools and non-profits. We can take tiny steps, offer a hand, take root where we are planted and “cultivate our gardens.”
