It Needs to be Dusk to Really See the Light
If we had our choice, I suppose we would choose to be in a much safer and pleasant world. We would like a place where weeds did not exist in our lawns and fields, where pain was not a constant reality in our physical lives, where the plans and dreams we have worked out, and where wisdom always overcame ignorance. Perhaps we would choose not to let our bodies age, muscles did not grow tired, and where cells did not deteriorate. We would like a world without overwhelming bills, a place where food was plentiful for all, and where we could experience comfort all the time.
But we have no such world. Life is not perfect. But have you thought of this? If the world were perfect, we would lose one of our greatest joys we have, and that is our need for each other. If we were self-sufficient, we would not need another’s hand to help us up. If we didn’t run high temperatures, we would miss the cool hand of another’s touch. If we could meet every need in life before it was spoken or felt, we’d miss the sweetness of gratitude when someone responds to our emptiness and fills it.
One author said, “What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other? It is the act of giving to others in need that we find meaning and significance in our lives.
The story is told about a family whose father was out of work and whose refrigerator was empty. There was a question of how the family would eat. One evening the mother came home to find a refrigerator full, the shelves stocked with food and a roast in the oven. “How could you know?” the mother asked a friend. While the family’s world had been breaking around her, some neighbors had met and worked together to help them out. Perhaps the feeling of being loved was a far better gift than the food on the once empty shelves.
We work our way through life being helped and helping. We are bonded together in ways that we help each other to make this world a much less fearsome place.
The poet, Robert Frost, looked up at the evening sky and wondered why it was the dark that brought out the light. If the stars shone at our noontimes, we would never see the stars. In the same manner, it is the dark side of life that yields light and life for us also. If we would do away with tears, we would banish compassion. If we forbid frailty, we would do away with the need for strength. If we demand self-sufficient, we will never learn to need each other. It is during the trials of life that we look to each other and experience the divine gift of another’s caring.