The Answer is Before Us

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Look beyond the boundaries of your existence, and see the boundless possibilities. Then look beyond those possibilities, and glimpse the purpose of your being.

THE ANSWER IS BEFORE US

By Al Garcia

Look beyond the boundaries of your existence, and see the boundless possibilities.  Then look beyond those possibilities, and glimpse the purpose of your being.

It is the renewal of the spirit and the soul that can astound the human mind.  Unanswered questions and machinated promises consume the consciousness of man.  We have stepped beyond the interval of miracles and visions, into the realm of actuality and reality.  Yet we ponder the possibilities and probabilities of that which we cannot begin to comprehend.  We believe what we can see and touch and hear, and yet, we ponder and wonder about such ancient times and places, when promises were made and saved on stones and scrolls, and even ageless drawings, and recorded stories of the very creation of the world we now control and continue to consume.

We look beyond the boundaries of our existence, and reach out to grasp the possibility of the divine.  We can visualize a wooden cross atop a rocky hill called Calvary.  We can envision the cruelty of man upon his fellow man, for we see it and live it in our daily lives, as it grows more vibrant and more vile. 

We can picture the body of a soft-spoken man nailed upon a wooden cross, a crown of thorns upon his bloodied head, and blood flowing from his hands.  And we can even faintly hear, if we listen quietly, the utterance of the words “Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do.”  And we can look beyond this episode, and those words, to the possibilities of this calamity, and believe the ancient scripts passed on through time, and glimpse a ray of hope and peace. 

To believe in the miracles, the words, the deeds, and the life itself, of a man who walked beside us, and amongst us, is called faith.  Faith, because we cannot see him, we cannot touch him, we cannot hear him.  We can only feel his love, his compassion and his devotion, and we can only imagine his pain and his agony.  Each day should be a day of hope, of expectation, of courage, and of resurrecting our shattered dreams, and reigniting our belief in miracles. 

Yet the uttered words upon the cross that day, “Forgive them Father, for they know not what they do,” begs me to ask the question, do we yet know what we’re doing?  The more we learn, and the more we reach out to the stars, the more violence, hostility and brutality seems to rain down upon us.  We preach the words of compassion and understanding, and then, we brutalize our human neighbors, and destroy the beauty of nature’s wonders.  We build beautiful towering edifices to house the faithful who believe, and then we spurn and close our doors, and our borders, to the hearts and minds of those with different color skin, or from different lands.  Faith is strength, and yet, it can be commandeered by those who wish a flock of sheep and not a gathering of men.

Each day, an opportunity to look beyond the possibilities, and a time to glimpse the purpose of our being.  Each day a chance to resurrect our faith from the valley of despair and anguish, and each a day to envision that hill called Calvary, and believe again in hope, courage, dreams, and most of all, miracles.

The answer is before us.  We just have to look with eyes and minds wide open, and believe.


Submitted: June 18, 2021

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