[Let me confess that my last post, submitted in a rush a couple of days early, wasn’t thought through completely. The story’s shortcoming was pointed out by a friend’s constructive comment (“Faithful are the wounds of a friend.”) after the ill-advised post. Inspired by his feedback and in the spirit of lighting a candle rather than cursing the darkness, I hereby submit a sequel to complete the picture.]
Your previous guide to MS Land gave you an accurate, if overly grim, picture of your sojourn here… as far as he went.
But there’s more.
There’s a light on the horizon. It’s the light of Hope. Hope for a way out of this dismal land. Even as I write, people who know you’re stranded here are working with all their knowledge and passion to find a way out for you.
Strange. They don’t know you at all. You are as unknown to them as they are to you. There are plenty of other ways for them to spend their time, but they spend it looking for a new road. A road out of MS Land.
More good news. You don’t have to just sit in the darkness and wait for those trailblazers to find their way to you. You aren’t helpless. You can be part of the work they’re doing on your behalf. They need you. Pitch in, unless you’re happy where you are and content to let all your neighbors remain mired along with you. Yes, there’s risk. But doing nothing is a greater risk.
It’s not all about the future, though. Your humble guide, while waiting for that hope, has found help for today. There’s another light. The light of faith, faith in a living God who knows who you are and where you are. Even MS Land is within His realm. He has walked in our shoes. I’m not alone. You aren’t alone.
You don’t have to believe me. I can’t bring you there. As the song goes, “I can show you where to look, but you’ve gotta seek to find.” As for me, though, this is the only way I could possibly survive in MS Land.
I’ve found, as another song goes…