scarred up again among other things

I was quite excited about getting scarred up,it was not half as painful as I last remember it, this one is for my youngest son Iseyah Taal, it is a tree which for me is a symbol of life, peace and strength. I hope these things can also be harbored in me, something of the gentle revolution.

I have a feeling tonight, that I struggled to put words to. Leunig slapped me in the face with an oversimplified vague prayer "I hope everything will be okay." Not that these vague words do justice to the knot in my stomach, but they just seemed right, to fit in an awkward kind of way. I need to just leave them there.

I'm not sure what the 'everything' is and I'm not sure what I expect 'okay' to look like, but the vagueness of it feels warm, I feel happy to sit with the vague tonight, to sit with a hope that the Great Spirit, knows exactly what the 'everything' and 'okay' is.

Leunig finished with this,
"True hope does not come in the form of some new invention to solve our problems, it's an antibody which emerges in us when we are infected with a a despair born of threat. Like resistance, hope chooses it's moment to appear, and when it emerges within us we see life afresh - and from a humbler place. Then we understand what matters and then we know what we must do."

God I put my hope in you, and I trust you even though I can't measure or order, or place a formula on life or you, teach me to embrace vagueness,suffering, joy and hope where ever they may be. And to be able to just be still in it.
Amen