Thursday, 16 July 2015

From The Margins

 Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.

James 1 v 12





Some folk write in the margins of time and others live in the margins, whether that be through homelessness, substance abuse, unemployment or disability.  Living in the margins is a hard and often times lonely road which can be made worse by "seeing" others live a charmed existence; one only has to scroll through a Facebook feed or scour a Pinterest board for such evidence.

Living in the margins is an SAS training ground for those willing to accept a challenge and the "green beret" is in fact the crown and eternal prize talked about in the book of James.  We are running the race set out before us and it is a one man competition!  Each track is pertinent to one individual only and so their is little gain in looking left or right or even over your shoulder! It is a case of keep your head down and keep going!

Even if it is impossible to find your tribe within your own physical community, the internet has made the world a smaller place and through careful consideration real friendships can be forged and sustained across the miles.

In an ideal world I would share a cup of tea with my friend Sue after having had an early morning walk in the Australian Bush.  We would chat about self directed learning and she would reassure me not to worry about Benedict and that everything will turn out OK.

With a hop, skip and a very big jump I would land in Houghton, New York State just in time for lunch with my dear friend Eva!  We would chat about life in general and if her husband Peter were home from campus I am sure he would keep us entertained with his sense of humour!  The family Christmas letters are  funnier each year :-)

Of course if I am going to be in New York then I absolutely have to visit my friends in the big apple.  We were fortunate to have Chanda stop with us for a few days last summer and that girl lives, eats and breathes ballet!  I would enjoy observing one of her dance classes, we would have tea at Chocolate Bar and take a walk along the high line admiring the view over the Hudson River.

There is a friend who I have yet to meet who graciously opened her doors and her heart a few years ago in welcoming our daughter Sara to her home in the Scottish Isles.  We might be separated by land and sea but our faith is the tie that binds us.  A light of a candle and an arrow prayer said in the early hours might seem insignificant to some but to those suffering in the margins it is priceless.

Thankfully we are blessed to know a real life home schooling family and what began as a tentative internet connection has blossomed into a sustainable friendship.  Not for nothing is that gal known as sustainable mum.  She has a great love of the outdoors, frugality and growing your own.  Lunchtimes are peppered with food from her back garden and she doesn't quell at the thought of catering for whacky dietary needs!  Our physical abilities might be poles apart but there is never any sense of inadequacy on our part; we love hearing about their wild camping adventures and all things craft related really unites that bond.

Sometimes those on the margins might be the folk you live with day after day.  It is easy to reach out a hand to a stranger but it can be a challenge when it is much closer to home.  This can be especially hard in a caring role where the work done is often unseen and therefore unappreciated in the context of the wider world.  We have only to look at the proposed goverment cuts to ascertain exactly what is of "value" and yet without the input of unpaid carers our society would be socially and financially poorer.

The heart of hospitality is finding people in the margins and bringing them in; what can you do to help someone on the margins today?

4 comments:

  1. Dear San,

    That was beautifully written :). I wish the traveling were as fast as the internet. Maybe one day, but we will not live to see that. When I read your last sentence, I had to think of a friend from church that came to visit today. She has seven children 14 and younger and owns a goat farm. She is a very busy woman and does not get much time off. She brought three of her children with her today, the youngest is my godson, and we had a very nice and relaxed afternoon. She is also learning German with me. I think coming here is a wonderful break for her and the kids always love to play together. So that was my "margin" contact today :).

    By the way, I love your new pictures on the blog. I was surprised to see so much resemblance between Benedict and Sarah! I never noticed that before. You do have a lovely family, I am sure all your medical challenges make life so hard sometimes, but just look at what you have accomplished.

    Hugs from far away!

    Eva

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  2. Beautiful words San, I am blushing.

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  3. dearest san, it would be so lovely to pop in and out of each other's lives so easily. we could just pop ourselves to eva . . and then here . . and then to you. with chanda's stories in my head i often think about your home and your town and how nice it would be to stop by on a difficult day to talk cares away. it's funny that i only just read this post now, because i read a new yorker story this morning that is all about living in the margins. it's by larissa macfarquhar and is called "the children of strangers." i thought the author did a loving and honest job writing about this family and how they found it difficult NOT to keep adopting and that their life wasn't easy, but their life and their struggles were incredibly important and had a positive impact on the world they moved in. the story made me feel hopeful and strong and i hope if you read it that you can find some of the same helpful energy: http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2015/08/03/the-children-of-strangers

    i send you much love!

    xoxo,
    dorina

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  4. San,

    I am so grateful for the Internet which has allowed me to find friends I care about and who care for me. Oh how I wish you could accompany me down a bush track! There can be long periods of time when I don't see anyone except for my family. I am glad I can hop online and chat with you and other friends. I think I'd be very lonely without you all! Thank you for your friendship, dear San xxx

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