Perhaps in the very end we are where we are. Perhaps it is also the hardest place to be when here is being perceived in terms culturally and sociologically marginal, inappropriate, and many other negative attributional adjectives. But where else can one be? In humility it dawns on me that subjective embracement of one’s fallenness is a step necessary to take in the journey that one is on. Like Nouwen has stated, in the final destiny, it is not upward mobility but downward spiral. It is Michael Jackson’s “I’m Bad” not in an arrogant self-assertion sort of manner but in humble admission of where one is. At the very same time it is also the willingness to embrace this statement with no apology for who we are. Apologizing is primarily for pain inflicted on others but where one is, there one is. I often thought that life should be a source of blessing to those around me. I now learn that it remains only a wish and that in reality we can be only to some. I do so hope that some is good enough. I hope God will be kind and people, forgiving because in the end where I am, there I am.
This journey is a reminder of Christina Aguilera’s Reflection only a more humbler version.
The Sacred and the Space in Between 