Passivity
has a transcendent power that completes what activity cannot.
Years
ago, when I was at theological college, I was assigned to a long placement at a
church where the vicar asked me to mentor a member of his staff team. Years
later, I met her at a conference, and she told me that the things I had shared
had not been fully understood at the time, but had come to be understood and
deeply valued later.
This
pattern has been repeated several times. Each summer, I get to hang out with
friends from the church where I served my curacy. More than one of them, on
more than one occasion, has thanked me, saying, we didn’t understand what you
brought at the time, but since you left we have come to do so.
This
isn’t something special about me—or a particular problem with me, that requires
additional time to decipher. It is the principle of passivity at work. That our
greatest contribution happens after we are no longer active players, after we
are gone.
We
see this in those we love who have died. Death strips them of all the
frustrations of our interactions, and we are left with a clarity as to what we
most valued, and continue to value. Call it a legacy, that keeps having an
impact on our lives.
I
will feel it of my daughter, after she leaves home. Every time we move on, say
from a place of work, we rehearse our death, and release the power of passivity
into the lives of those around us.
This
is as God has intended. Activity and passivity, wind and dust, together forming
us, making us human.
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