Joy Farrington shares personally about dealing with injustice

Joy Attmore

One of my favourite scenes in creation is when the sun's rays can be seen coming down as shafts of light from the heavens. There is something profoundly glorious about those moments and I have always imagined that they are accompanied by the angel's soundtrack of 'holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty.' One of the elements that causes those moments to be so beautiful is that the sun is breaking through clouds. The shafts of light become visible because they are breaking through; they are overcoming an obstacle that would otherwise keep them hidden.

Clouds are such a beautiful part of the creation that we're surrounded by, but they are also often a sign of trouble...the arrival of rain, a threatening storm, an incoming of snow or hail...and when our skies are full of them we can forget the presence of the sun.

I've found myself in one of those times recently, where my skies have seemed more overcast than full of sunshine! A few weeks back, during a vacation in New York City, I was arrested for walking through the wrong door at a subway station, even though I was carrying a train pass that had all my fares paid for. I am now having to navigate through the American legal system to prove my innocence. The situation has felt both overwhelming and frustrating as my voice seems to have been unheard by various officials and my inward justice metre has been screaming out that this is all so unjust and ridiculous; added to which my emotions have probably been as up and down as the English weather system!

In recent years I've discovered that I have an inward compass of peace that has helped me navigate through some big decisions and challenges. This compass of peace others might call the spirit of truth or a still, small voice. This feeling of deep peace is one that has helped me hear and learn what my heart needs in different seasons. In the last couple of weeks I've felt a growing cry in my heart to get away for a couple of days from the usual routine and just let my heart be loved and affirmed. And so I did. I was able to visit some dear friends in another city who loved on me in the simplest of ways and helped me focus on the Presence that overcomes every cloud and obstacle. In that time I was able to breathe, process my thoughts and emotions but most importantly realign myself with Truth.

Allowing yourself to develop a sixth sense of being able to hear what Peace is saying, where he is gently pointing for you to stand, will become invaluable in those moments or seasons of transition or hardship. As I followed that prompting to spend time with people who value my heart and my journey, I found the space to process my emotional pile up and allow hope and truth back in. In what had felt like an overwhelming circumstance my ears had managed to get muffled, as if they'd been stuffed with cotton wool and I could no longer hear the voice of Peace clearly. Instead the sentences of negative outcomes became trapped on repeat in my mind and any attempts at thinking straight were stunted. We all hold compasses that look slightly different but work exactly the same, they always point to peace.

I share this from within the midst of my own fight for justice, partly because I believe in the power of vulnerability to break off lies and release truth, but also because I've found Peace right bang in the centre of a situation that could otherwise overwhelm. I've had days recently where everything has looked and felt like it was covered in a blanket of clouds and it would never stop raining, but it is then that I have felt the shafts of light breaking through again, with their accompaniment of hope and truth. If my compass remains pointed at Peace I know that I cannot go wrong.