Mizuta Masahide (水田 正秀, 1657–1723) was a seventeenth-century Japanese poet. Here’s one of my favorites:
Barn’s burnt down —
I can see the moon.
This poem speaks to me in my desire to control life as much as possible. Masahide reminds me that sometimes what is deemed to be a mistake or even a disaster, may hold the gift of that which is life-giving.
Jesus said: “Unless a grain of wheat is buried in the ground, dead to the world, it is never any more than a grain of wheat. But if it is buried, it sprouts and reproduces itself many times over. In the same way, anyone who holds on to life just as it is destroys that life. But if you let it go, reckless in your love, you’ll have it forever, real and eternal.” (John 12: 24-25, translation Eugene Peterson)
Both Masahide the poet and Jesus the healer and prophet remind us not to hold tightly to what is. Paradoxically in letting go we may find gifts waiting to be received.