A
friend shared a poem with me this week that went straight to my heart. It is by
Wendell Berry and it describes so well the sensation we have in a long
recovery, of coming out of the woods.
Maybe
you, like me, have those times when you feel you have barely changed, something
hard is happening and you struggle or ache, then you look back to see where you
have come from and you realize how far you’ve come and that you really are
different.
When
we look back we can see where we have been and we can see the graces that were
there then. What gives us the strength to go forward is the realization of how
far we have come and knowing there was grace. Looking back gives us the faith
to go forward.
Here
is the poem by Wendell Berry:
We
travelers, walking to the sun,
can’t
see
Ahead, but looking back the very light
That
blinded us shows us the way we came,
Along
which blessings now appear, risen
As
if from sightlessness to sight, and we,
By
blessing brightly lit, keep going toward
That
blessed light that yet to us is dark.
--Wendell
Berry, Given: New Poems
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