Now, to be as honest as I aim to be, let me begin by saying that I started this post several weeks ago and, lo in this Christmas season, it got buried on my desk and in my mind by a hundred little tasks (and some big ones, too). But now, with renewed focus (as I hope you’ll read about in the paragraphs below), I will finish it! Come and sit in the library with me ~
As I sit in our library, my kind husband is in the adjacent room and has just finished watching two hours straight of do-it-yourself house flipping, house renovation shows! The overwhelming ideas always seem to be
“We’ll Take Out This Wall” and
“That Will Open Things Up”.
There’s no chance we’re removing any lath and plaster walls in our old house, but it made me think:
What would a re-do look like in my life and inside my heart?
What can I take out to open things up for more of God?
Hmmm… let’s think…
- That used-to-be time spent exploring online could become typing out a letter that (hopefully) will encourage someone (like I pray this will be).
- Grumpy, heavy sighs at red lights could become a “go” to admiration of God’s handiwork around me and praise.
- Rather than wiping up the latest kitchen spill with exasperation, it could be done with thanksgiving for that floor, that counter, that stove, the food that made the spill.
- The dreaded expression, “I have to wash the sap off the car,” could translate into, “I’m thankful for running water to wash the car that I’m blessed to have sitting beneath God’s beautiful handiwork of a maple tree in our back yard.”
- Letting our dog, Teddy, outside yet again could remind me of his desire to do what is right as I applaud that and am encouraged.
- And sorting and folding laundry or wrapping those Christmas gifts? Quiet moments for prayer for the owners and recipients.
It’s pretty humbling really. For two weeks (no, it’s three now!) I’ve intended to write a letter, but still it’s only a good intention. For two-become-three weeks I’ve been meaning to invite a couple over for dinner, but still haven’t picked up the telephone. How I am so apt to squander God’s generous gift of moments and time, days and nights? I have let the frantic pace of working in the holiday season become the ruling order rather than elevating the minutes open to praise and service and joy.
In Psalm 139, David sings a beautiful song of total submission to God. In verse 16, he says,
“Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written,
every one of them, the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.”
HE KNEW THSE DAYS! (Every one of them!)
HE WROTE AND PLANNED THESE DAYS! (This day!)
And now that I’ve recognized that, I’ve no call but to submit to His will and go with prudence and faith through this day, however it falls.
So, here’s a letter of encouragement (I hope) finally completed and I’m off to make that telephone call (and will let our dog out again) before heading into work. Ahhh…life and lessons through the lens of serving Christ and glorifying God: a kaleidoscope of praise, service, perseverance, sanctification, and joy.
Enjoy the gift of this day ~ “in joy!”