Skip to main content

Let it go.



In various conversations recently I’ve heard people’s stories of what they have been ‘sorting out’ and ‘getting rid of’.  Perhaps the long lockdown has forced us into taking spring cleaning more seriously.  As we move towards the summer we want to be less encumbered with …stuff!

It's been said that one of the skills of a great artist is knowing what to leave out.    Sculptors need to leave out stone, painters can't fit everything in, poets certainly have to work hard at getting the words just right, and of course writers have to be really strict with themselves. 

Being creative is hard work and sometimes means letting go of the good so you can create the best.   Life also is a creative endeavour and hard work.  One of the big questions that the ancient philosophers used to ask was 'how to live well' or 'what does it mean to live a good life'?   A virtuous character became the Greek ideal.

A virtuous character was important to Jesus too, but he knew it could lead to a sense of self achievement as an end in itself, so he was careful to make it a by-product of a God centred life.   Jesus said that his purpose was to do his Father's will and that in order 'to find your life you must lose it' and ‘take up your cross and follow me’.   

He lived what he preached and gave up the good that was his life, his teaching and his following in order to allow the best to emerge from the cross and the empty tomb.     Jesus knew the importance of leaving things out and you could say that his journey to the cross was a gradual letting go until he was hanging naked on a cross and took his final breath.

On the cross the Creator of the world let go of his own claim to life.   His Spirit is now released to help us let go of what can seem important, even essential, even good, so that we can live into God’s best for us.    The long arc of life, particularly in our later years, is a gradual letting go.  Why not allow your faith to give meaning and purpose to what is going to happen anyway.  May we all ‘grow old gracefully’, or perhaps even dare I say… ‘grow old creatively’?

And as we emerge from lockdown slowly maybe there are some things we have been able to do without that we can perhaps still do without.    Just let it go and see what living creatively can look like.



Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Friendship and the Unspectacular

  I’m just back from a day with my pal Richard on, in his terms, a ‘cheeky wee Corbett’ (a Corbett is   a hill between 2,500-2,999feet) near Crianlarich.   Beinn nan Imirean can’t actually be seen from the road and is surrounded by much higher peaks both close by but also on the wider horizon, as we were to discover.     It was a bit of a slog as the ground was rough and paths were few and sketchy but as we climbed slowly out of the frosty and frozen Glen Dochart with it’s -6 degrees C temperature and low lying cloud this was more than compensated for by the wonderful views that opened up in the clear winter sunshine.   Finally from the top we had a good panoramic view over many miles and could indulge in one of our favourite mountain top past times…identifying all the hills we could see, Richard’s knowledge   being much more extensive than mine, since he has climbed far more of them. As 2026 opens up I want to share a few take aways from this...

'Time Out' and the true value of things

  I've been two weeks away from the work I love due to salmonella poisoning.  This itself was a result of eating an egg which I fried knowing there was something wrong with it.  In my abundance of optimism I had thought 'I'll be fine...my stomach grew up in India, it can handle anything'.    It's been a rough time and I am glad to be coming to the other side of it.  Ina has been amazing throughout, but is glad to have her husband returning to something like his old self.   As someone who generally has good health it has been an eye opener too in all sorts of ways.    The abiding lesson I have taken away from all this ( apart from the obvious!) is how much I love what I do.   I missed a very rich two weeks of over 20 personal appointments, three services and a conference I was taking part in as well as other work related meetings and two outreach events.  As one of my pals said to me it is a good reminder that none of us ar...

The hopes of children and invention of new colours

  On a dark cold winter night as I left the Leisure Centre just before closing time I noticed them ...suspended in the foyer, the stars that primary school children had made expressing their Christmas wishes and hopes for 2026.    A surprising number asked for peace in the world and to see more of their family.   And then there was this one which included the following:   I hope Oban gets a Macdonalds I hope that more colours are invented I hope the everyone has a merry Christmas I hope that the women in Sudan are okay. What wonderful young human beings,  able to express the joy and hopes of childhood whilst being aware that all is not well with our world.  It's been a crazy roller coaster ride in the month since these stars were put up and it is easy to despair for humanity and our future.  We are reminded though by George Herbert; And for all this, nature is never spent;      There lives the dearest freshness d...