I really don’t know why billiards popped into my half-sleeping, half-awake mind this morning. I’ve not thought of nor played any kind of billiards in quite some time, so why now? Throughout the scriptures and throughout my life, I’ve noticed God often uses dreams or impressions in this twilight of consciousness for conveying “dreams and visions” and insights to those eager to have eyes to see. So I have learned to pay attention to what may seem to be random synaptic firings in the brain. Perhaps the Holy Spirit has something to say through the colliding pool balls on a billiard table?
We have a lot going on in our world today that demands our spiritual attention—the resurgence of COVID, Hurricane Ida, Afghanistan, health issues with church and family, the saints moving on to Glory, the season of reports and Charge Conference to name a few. Kinda seems like the opening “break” on the billiard table, with balls colliding with each other, bouncing and rebounding in every direction at once. Such a scene is a great image for the chaos we seem to live in these days.
But wait—I think I’m hearing whisperings of God’s Still, Small Voice from the balls crashing around the billiard table. As chaotic as these balls bouncing off each other and around the table may SEEM, remember that such a scene is only a small piece of a larger, very targeted and intentional game. Even that first play with the cue ball breaking the starting set is aimed and intentional, and every shot after that is also aimed, intentional, and working toward downing specific, seemingly chaotic balls one at a time, often in a specific order. Sometimes the shots seem to go awry, but in the hands of a talented player, even what seems to be a random shot is often setting up the next shot, as with an expert chess player planning three, four or more moves ahead.
We often hear something along the lines that “these sure are crazy times,” as if we are stuck facing unusual challenges in life right now. But the preacher of Ecclesiastes proclaims that nothing is new under the sun. Charles Dickens’ memorable words, most often quoted only in part, are a good reminder that we’re not is such unfamiliar territory as we like to believe: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.”
But just as God was busily at work both in Dickens’ time, and in the times about which he wrote—contemporary to the forging of our own freedoms in our baby United States—God is also still at work in our seemingly chaotic times, even though our world, too, reflects the same paradoxes of which Dickens so eloquently wrote. Perhaps we find ourselves now in the opening “break” of a new round of billiards, where everything bouncing around seems to be chaos. But if we trust that God is holding the cue stick and taking careful aim with each shot, perhaps we can find a bit of peace, even if it is ‘’the best of times/the worst of times.”
Rebounding with the Spirit- Rev. Jim