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The Gentle Nudge
Written by Ed Kuczynski   
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As the oldest male of four boys growing up in my household was quite a challenge. There were many times when brothers disagreed and disputes resulted in physical confrontation. Dinnertime was interesting; if you were not on time there may be no food left. Once, my brother Stan got a fork in his hand in a dispute over the last pork chop. Looking back, many times I wonder how my parents survived four boys in a house with only three bedrooms. Yet, we grew into adulthood and moved out and forward with our lives.

During a particularly rough stretch in my life, my brother Kenn was very supportive of me. He was the prim and proper one, always polished, and very successful in real estate. He took a real interest in my life and helped me transition through this troubled time.

In April 2006 my brother Kenn died of AIDS. It was a difficult blow for my family. I never will forget trying to hold my mother up as we walked into the chapel for his service. Even now it is difficult to discuss this illness with others without receiving some degree of judgment. Shortly after Kenn’s death my younger brother, Ron, began the journey from HIV to AIDS. I must confess that I did not understand the personal situations of my brother’s but tried to be supportive of them. These events weighed heavily on me spiritually during the summer and fall of 2006.

As the months passed, I found it difficult to come to terms with the death of my brother. Christmas was soon upon us and we all saw those moving pictures of the children of Africa. I felt a gentle nudge toward going on the trip and began to contemplate it. Maybe I could move forward and help the children of Africa, since I could not do much to help my brothers.

The journey to Africa was difficult for me spiritually. Kenn’s death and Ron’s illness still troubled me and was compounded by the suffering and misery I saw in the people of Africa. Several nights I would lie awake and weep for my brothers and the people of Africa. One day on our long journey by bus from Choma to Mapanza, I sat in the front of the bus and quietly wept for the people of Africa and my brothers.

I can never express enough to our team members my gratitude for their love, comfort, and openness while on this journey. Many of them spent time talking and listening to me talk about my brothers, while offering their own comforting thoughts. We opened ourselves to each other and shared ourselves at the deepest level. We engaged each other from the depths of true humanity.

At the end of a very long day in Mapanza after Stacy Grove and I had buried a quartz heart of light, I stood and prayed for each of the people of Africa and for my brothers. On that dry grassy, dusty, plain eight thousand miles from my home the burden of Kenn’s death and Ron’s illness began to lift. I felt a greater sense of peace than I had in months.

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As I reflect back on this particular event in my life’s spiritual journey some important ideas come to mind. I believe we must go forth while opening ourselves to God and to others so we can find strength and peace, so that our spirits can be lifted again. God is calling us to move forward and open ourselves to Him and others. God provides a gentle nudge but does not force us to move. We must be willing to share and move forward.

By opening ourselves to God and to each other we can be what God intended. Creation in its true perspective not only has creature in right relationship with God, but also has creature in right relationship with creature - human beings in right relationships with each other. We all experience pain, suffering, and heavy burdens deep within ourselves, which we are afraid to reveal. These burdens are paralyzing, they prevent us from moving forward, they depress our spirit, but we can overcome them. One of the lessons I learned in Africa was that even in midst of suffering and agony these people praise God and worship together. They share their pain and joys in the midst of a community. They move forward together, they do not let themselves be paralyzed by fear or their burdens. Their spirits are not held down by their burdens, their spirits soar toward the worship of God and communion with each other.

Should we at HBUMC not be the same? I have felt the grace and love of God through my fellow team members and the congregation through their profound support of this journey. These encounters have allowed me to experience God’s grace, strength, and peace and let go of my heavy burden and allow my spirit to soar again. I am grateful for your love, compassion, prayers, and support. You see, to be free of the burden we must take a chance, we must open ourselves to God and others. Take the chance, the grace awaits! Your neighbor in the pew is your fellow sojourner. Find strength and comfort in each other. Embrace one another in the love of Christ as brothers and sisters. When you feel that gentle nudge, let go, move forward, I think you will be glad you did. Let your spirit soar!!

Blessings,
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Ed Kuczynski