“You
shall be called Sought Out …”
-- Isaiah 62:19 (Bible, Amplified Version)
Isaiah
said the Israelites would be called Sought Out, but perhaps, in a sense,
everything in this universe should be known by the same name. All things, from specks
of sand to the spreading stars, from the look of lamplight in my living room to
the sunset luster on the Mystic River, should be desired, searched for, and
sought out. There’s so much in my life that is in some way wonderful, but often
it needs to be pursued with single-mindedness. Even though goodness gives its
gifts second by second, sometimes it has to be seriously searched for. Sitting
with my laptop near the lights of the Christmas tree this morning, I think of
small miracles I can look for today – the way red ribbons beautify a box, the
way cars cruise smoothly on well-constructed streets, the way the smiles of
friends can send happiness out like sunshine. Driving to our friends for
Christmas dinner, I can seek out the looks of pleasure on faces I pass. I can
watch for winter’s beauty in whole blocks of towns – bare limbs that look shiny
in the sunlight, roofs as clean as a clear sky. I can call a carefully dressed
man on a street corner Sought After, and Sought After, too, will be a soaring
seagull above Providence, as well as my wife’s slim seashell earrings beside
her cheeks.
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