Sea waves ridden far
Desperate message inside
Unfolded no words
Some close friends recently communicated that they’re taking a course together with a local Buddhist monk. It’s admirable that they’ve decided they’re lacking something in life. And I hope their exploration leads somewhere “enlightening” for them. And perhaps further in their spiritual trek. But my heart breaks…
Having crossed paths with Buddhism “in my former life” as I put it, I can only offer the hope that is within me today.
“…and be ready always to give an answer to every man who asketh you a reason for the hope that is in you, with meekness and fear.” 1 Peter 3:15
It is an impossibility: That one can expect to find peace in emptiness. Isn’t it obvious that emptiness is no comfort? Sartre was on to something Buddhist thinkers are still digesting. An example:
Of course, the seminal Existential text written by Sartre was “Being and Nothingness.“
But, emptiness exists to be filled. Thirst, to be quenched. Hunger, to be satisfied. These are natural. “Nature abhors a vacuum” postulated Aristotle, and such we have observed in nature. Geographically, emptiness explored often results in settlement. Colonization fills emptiness with humanity. Humans are this way. Denial? Approaches abject foolishness.
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.” Mathew 5:6
Lungs breathe in and out. They fill with fresh air and then exhale — one life-giving breath. We can’t keep inhaling only, however. Our vessel is meant to be filled and then poured out for the benefit of others. What I receive I can convey.
Emptiness has nothing to give.
God brought creation out of emptiness. We are part of that pattern. With God, emptiness becomes full and overflowing.
Sit for a sunset and be filled. God’s glory is free to those who will receive.