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Crossing the Gap

by Laurie Klein 4 Chiming In

A voice comes to your soul saying,

Lift your foot. Cross over.

Move into emptiness

of question and answer and question.

—Rumi, The Glance

Woolly Bear Caterpillar (Pyrrharctia Isabella) crossing bridge
Woolly Bear Caterpillar (Pyrrharctia isabella) crossing bridge

Halfway across the pedestrian bridge I halt my stride, midair. Re-aim my foot.

Hello, Woolly Bear Caterpillar.

Black and reddish-brown bristles stripe a body the size of my second toe.

I salute a fellow “eating machine.” Colder weather has amped up my appetite, too. I’m hoping to burn off a recent binge.

Now drama looms. (So much for aerobics.)

At my feet two ill-fitting planks gape, the crack one-third Woolly Bear’s length. A stream runs beneath us.

Does Woolly Bear see danger or potential? Caterpillars have twelve eyes yet only perceive light intensity: no images.

Oh dear. It means to cross the gap.

Should I help?

Two stumpy legs on Woolly’s back end grip the plank we share. This part, I understand: Anchor to what feels stable, proven. Known.

Twenty leglets edge forward. Several more windmill air as the upper body launches itself over the gap, head moving side to side.

Segment by segment it ripples forward, a marvel of micro-engineering.

When the front legs finally alight on the next board, lots of belly still overhangs stream. Entrenched, the rear legs hold fast.

No going back.

The call

Innate drive compels Woolly Bear’s autumn quest for a hollow log, where it will spend the winter, flash-frozen. Then spin its spring cocoon.

Daring the unknown precedes transformation.

Consider paths we take with their pitfalls and blind corners, our inability to see the outcome, the sudden drops in our confidence.

Would I belly-crawl over a drop twenty times my height? Would you?

Letting go

Now the fuzzy caboose goes airborne, front legs barreling forward. Bravo!

Does Woolly Bear know it is brave and tenacious? Uncommonly graced?

Does it know that one night, months from now, it will rise: an Isabella Tiger Moth?

Daring the gaps

Navigating emptiness offers us choices: backing away, re-routing, or flat out daring to cross the gap.

We determine our strategy.

Seems we must also learn—empirically, and repeatedly—that grace will help us cross the next relational crevasse, the next washed-out road of personal failure.

Grace meets us, even in free fall, all our extremities flailing.

“The gaps are the thing,” writes Annie Dillard. “The gaps are the spirit’s one home, the altitudes and latitudes so dazzlingly spare and clean that the spirit can discover itself like a once-blind man unbound” (Pilgrim at Tinker Creek).

Whether you’re adventurous by nature or impelled across a new threshold by circumstances, don’t you find that each move made in good faith leads to the next one?

And it strengthens us in the process.

 

woollybear on wood

MAKING IT PERSONAL:  What does the quote below say to you?

“The future is inevitable and precise, but it may not occur. God lurks in the gaps. “—Jorge Luis Borges, “Creation and P.H. Gosse” [“La creacin y P.H. Gosse”]

Laurie Klein, Scribe

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Filed Under: Immersions Tagged With: daring the gaps, transformation, Woolly Bear Caterpillar October 11, 2015

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  1. Linda Jo says

    October 15, 2015 at 3:09 am

    Laurie, this post is just beautiful! I love how you used the progress (and future) of this little creature of God to paint the picture for our lives. So loved it! Anointed, I do believe. Thank you.

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    • Laurie Klein says

      October 15, 2015 at 7:55 pm

      Linda Jo, you made my day! Thanks for your clear-eyed summation. Zoomed in as I was, I didn’t see the “progress (and future)” from enough distance to state it like you have, and I’m grateful for the scope you see in the words—and the work—of Christ in our lives.

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  2. Jody Collins says

    October 13, 2015 at 2:50 am

    Laurie it makes me smile so very much at the way God uses the simplest things to speak to you–metaphors abound! And then, voila, we get to hear what the picture was….SO true–it’s His grace that helps us across the gap.
    I find also that when I am obedient to the push or the nudge (did God really say THAT????) that the obedience comes more quickly the next time because I remember He was there to catch me.

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    • Laurie Klein says

      October 13, 2015 at 6:41 pm

      Jody, I do stalk metaphors, a lifelong pursuit. Thanks for this great addition to the message—that our obedience to those nudges and pushes actually snowballs, over time, as we practice saying yes, and as our inner backlog of good outcomes to obedience grows. Thanks for reminding me!

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