I just finished reading the youth sci-fi book "A Wrinkle in Time". A young teen named Meg has been recruited along with other members of her family to fight against the evil darkness spreading through the universe taking over planets. This darkness is evil and at one point after barely escaping a darkened planet, she finds that she must go back to rescue her beloved baby brother. He has been taken over by an evil brain called IT.
When brought back to the planet she is given three advice. She was told to remember her faults, to know that she was loved and that she had something that IT did not have. Here is the scene I want to share, she has found her brother and IT:
"As long as I can stay angry enough IT can't get me. Is that what I have that IT doesn't?
"Nonsense," Charles Wallace said. "You have nothing that IT doesn't have."
"You're lying," she replied, and she felt only anger toward this boy who was not Charles Wallace at all. No, it was not anger, it was loathing; it was hatred, sheer and unadulterated, and as she became lost in hatred she also began to be lost in IT. The red miasma swam before her eyes; her stomach churned in IT's rhythm. Her body trembled with the strength of her hatred and the strength of IT.
With the last vestige of consciousness she jerked her mind and body. Hate was nothing that IT didn't have. IT knew all about hate.
" You are lying about that, and you were lying about Mrs. Whatsit!" she screamed.
"Mrs. Whatsit hates you," Charles Wallace said.
And that was where IT made it's fatal mistake, for as Meg said automatically," Mrs. Whatsit loves me; that's what she told me, that she loves me," suddenly she knew.
She knew!
Love.
That was what she had that IT did not have.
She had Mrs. Whatsit's love, and her father's, and her mother's and the twins', and Aunt Beast's.
And she had her love for them.
But how could she use it? What was she meant to do?
If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love. But she, in all her weakness and foolishness and baseness and nothingness, was incapable of loving IT. Perhaps it was not too much to ask of her, but she could not do it.
But she could love Charles Wallace.
She could stand there and she could love Charles Wallace."
You can probably guess that she loved him hard enough to tear him away from IT's control and take him home.
Do you know someone who has succumbed to the darkness of an evil influence? Maybe they have a substance abuse issue or some other addiction problem. Perhaps you know someone stuck in a self-destructive behavior or with an untreated mental illness. It's possible that you know an abuse victim or even an abuser. Is there someone in your life that you see sliding deeper and deeper into despair and hopelessness?
Are you feeling the inadequacy and helplessness that often accompany the desire to help? You might even have passed into the angry stage that comes so naturally with frustration. O.K you are only human and nothing you have is strong enough to help them, right? Wrong!
You have love- the most powerful tool in the entire universe! You can love them! It doesn't always win quickly but it does always win. And it brings peace instead of anger or hatred to the person trying to utilize it.
The scriptures say, "Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth itself not, is not puffed up. Doth not behave itself unseemingly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, beliveth all things. hopeth all things, endureth all things."
The Judds used to sing, "Love will find a way between your heart and mine......." I believe....No. I know that this is true. Evil does not know love but we do and it will ALWAYS...ALWAYS find a way. That's the view from my side of the street, what's yours?
When brought back to the planet she is given three advice. She was told to remember her faults, to know that she was loved and that she had something that IT did not have. Here is the scene I want to share, she has found her brother and IT:
"As long as I can stay angry enough IT can't get me. Is that what I have that IT doesn't?
"Nonsense," Charles Wallace said. "You have nothing that IT doesn't have."
"You're lying," she replied, and she felt only anger toward this boy who was not Charles Wallace at all. No, it was not anger, it was loathing; it was hatred, sheer and unadulterated, and as she became lost in hatred she also began to be lost in IT. The red miasma swam before her eyes; her stomach churned in IT's rhythm. Her body trembled with the strength of her hatred and the strength of IT.
With the last vestige of consciousness she jerked her mind and body. Hate was nothing that IT didn't have. IT knew all about hate.
" You are lying about that, and you were lying about Mrs. Whatsit!" she screamed.
"Mrs. Whatsit hates you," Charles Wallace said.
And that was where IT made it's fatal mistake, for as Meg said automatically," Mrs. Whatsit loves me; that's what she told me, that she loves me," suddenly she knew.
She knew!
Love.
That was what she had that IT did not have.
She had Mrs. Whatsit's love, and her father's, and her mother's and the twins', and Aunt Beast's.
And she had her love for them.
But how could she use it? What was she meant to do?
If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love. But she, in all her weakness and foolishness and baseness and nothingness, was incapable of loving IT. Perhaps it was not too much to ask of her, but she could not do it.
But she could love Charles Wallace.
She could stand there and she could love Charles Wallace."
You can probably guess that she loved him hard enough to tear him away from IT's control and take him home.
Do you know someone who has succumbed to the darkness of an evil influence? Maybe they have a substance abuse issue or some other addiction problem. Perhaps you know someone stuck in a self-destructive behavior or with an untreated mental illness. It's possible that you know an abuse victim or even an abuser. Is there someone in your life that you see sliding deeper and deeper into despair and hopelessness?
Are you feeling the inadequacy and helplessness that often accompany the desire to help? You might even have passed into the angry stage that comes so naturally with frustration. O.K you are only human and nothing you have is strong enough to help them, right? Wrong!
You have love- the most powerful tool in the entire universe! You can love them! It doesn't always win quickly but it does always win. And it brings peace instead of anger or hatred to the person trying to utilize it.
The scriptures say, "Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth itself not, is not puffed up. Doth not behave itself unseemingly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, beliveth all things. hopeth all things, endureth all things."
The Judds used to sing, "Love will find a way between your heart and mine......." I believe....No. I know that this is true. Evil does not know love but we do and it will ALWAYS...ALWAYS find a way. That's the view from my side of the street, what's yours?
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