Blade of Grass
General Robbie Risner was captured in the Vietnamese war. He spent seven years as a prisoner of war and later described it as ‘the essence of despair.’ He said, ‘If you could have squeezed the feeling out of the word despair, it would have come out lead-coloured, dingy and dirty.’ What’s amazing is how he survived. He pried the cover off a floor drain in his cell and lowered his head into the opening. There he noticed a solitary blade of grass, the only smidgeon of colour in his colourless world. Calling it a blood transfusion for the soul, Risner began each day in prayer, lying on the floor of his cell with his head down the vent, focused on that single blade of grass.
As I read that story I had the distinct impression that God was challenging us to be that blade of grass! To be the carriers of hope in a difficult, dark, challenging world.
GK Chesterton wrote; ‘The modern age is characterised by a sadness that calls for a new kind of prophet, not like prophets of old who reminded people that they were going to die, but someone who would remind them they are not dead yet.’
I love that! How about it? We may not be able to do lots of things … but each of us can choose to bring colour and life into the lives of others. That is at the heart of the Easter story. God offers life now, full vibrant techni-coloured life! Life you can taste, experience, see.
Here’s a passage from the Bible that speaks of life and hope:
… God raised Jesus from the dead, freeing him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for death to keep its hold on him.David said about him: ‘I saw the Lord always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will live in hope, because you will not abandon me to the grave, nor will you let your Holy One see decay. You have made known to me the paths of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence.’
Following that message from the Apostle Peter thousands of lives were changed forever. Peter chose to be a blade of grass in a grey world, how about us?