There is an old Swedish fable that tells the story of a family that has been told to expect, at a certain hour, the arrival of someone whose presence will change their lives forever. As the narrative moves along, the family waits and waits, glancing often at the clock, wondering if this person will really come.
Then the hour comes. But the person does not appear. After thinking about this for a few moments, the father remarks, "The hour has come, but not the man."
So is history, humanity's as well as our own. How many times has an opportune moment arrived in the global narrative, a moment, a kairos, that could change life forever, and no one is there to seize it? Oddly, we will never know. We will never know because if we did, we would have stepped into it ourselves. We rarely discern a transforming kairos until after it has happened. All we do is try to keep moving forward.
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