In Triumphs and Tears

In a culture starved for meaningful rituals, we often find ourselves merely scratching the surface of life's thresholds. True rituals carve out liminal spaces, inviting us to linger at the edges of transformation. Yet, in our haste, we settle for fleeting gestures, missing the profound depth these rituals offer.

Life unfolds in ebbs and flows, in triumphs and tears, yet without the guidance of genuine ritual, we stumble blindly through its passages. It's in these liminal spaces that we shed the cloak of familiarity, daring to venture into the unknown, where the rules are different, and expectations shift.

But alas, even our religious institutions, meant to shepherd us through these transitions, often falter, trapped in their own liminality. Yet, amidst this uncertainty lies opportunity. As old structures crumble, new possibilities emerge.

In this threshold moment, we're called to pause, to acknowledge the transition unfolding around us. Instead of rushing forward, we must tarry in the uncertainty, embracing the discomfort of the unknown. For it is in this space that we glimpse the divine, sensing the profound interconnectedness of all existence.

Though the path ahead remains veiled, we are not alone. Bound together by our shared humanity, we navigate this liminal terrain, guided by faith and fellowship. And in these fleeting moments of divine union, we find solace, knowing that in the tapestry of existence, we are but threads in a greater, boundless whole.

(adopted from: Brandan J. Robertson, On the Threshold of Tomorrow; Richard Rohr, Liminal Space)