The Long Trek to the Land Flowing with Milk and Honey
Photographs can be more descriptive and evocative of events than words can be, like the photograph of three-year old Aylan Al-Kurdi whose body was washed ashore on a beach after his family’s fatal attempt to cross the sea from Turkey to Greece as Syrian refugees. The little boy and his slightly older brother, Ghalip, and their mother, Rehan, drowned when their flimsy dinghy capsized in the predawn darkness of early morning. Only his father survived.
Here is another similarly iconic photograph of Syrian refugees silhouetted against the fading light of sunset, as they follow a rail line after crossing the border into Hungary from Serbia, hoping to reach Austria’s open corridor to western Europe. It looks like a still frame from some epic movie in the making.
Human life is pretty much like the epic saga of these refugees to find and reach a better place to live — one where they (and we) can feel secure and be comforted, where we can actualize our hopes (not merely cling to them in despair) and thrive in the promise of a brighter future — one where “milk and honey” flow to no end.
For the refugees, the goal might be western Europe. But is there such a place for humanity in this world of shattered lives and dreams?
Yes, there is — in that Presence that goes with you, is always with you, and never leaves you nor forsakes you no matter what the circumstances may be.
Go find it where it is — WITHIN YOU.
Come join us in oneness as we continue the journey to wholeness in a land flowing with milk and honey.