Day 41 – Edges


Who knew there was such variety at the edges of a path? I’ve been taking notes of all the things I see on the edges of our sidewalks – grass, weeds, dandelions, fallen petals, wild onions, tiny flowers, dead leaves, a rock here and there. Some edges are trim and tidy, others overgrown and wild. There is a pleasure in noticing these small things instead of just focusing on the bigger features of the surrounding landscape. I would do well to do the same thing in my life.


Christ always paid attention to the edges of his life. People and places off the beaten path seemed to be his favorites. Sinners, tax collectors, and other “outcasts” on the fringe of society were where he liked to camp out. Even in a crowd, his attention would be drawn to someone touching his hem or sitting up in a tree. No person’s life was too wild, overgrown or weedy for Him. It was actually the trim and tidy self-righteous folks he had few words for. Words of warning at that.


Today, on our pilgrimage, may we take time at the edges of our lives to notice those around us, to have compassionate hearts, gracious speech, and a desire to see beauty growing in unexpected places.


“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.”

-Camille Pissarro


“Pilgrims are poets who create by taking journeys.”

-Richard Niebuhr



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