1/10/2020 0 Comments
"Mama, it makes me feel peaceful and strong when I find you and Daddy reading together every morning."
I didn't know she was taking notes. It didn't occur to me that the predictable rhythm of the day's start could bring any feelings to an onlooker. We didn't plan it or stage morning times together, it just happen that way. And to be perfectly honest this slightly (or maybe a bit more than slightly) introverted girl often times prefers her mornings alone. But there's no way around us ending up in the same room at day break.
I've learned to love this time with him. It's a gift in fact. Fifteen minutes of God mercy made new each morning through the person who is most likely inclined to extend his mercy, to me. It's life giving to me and to those watching. But isn't that how God intended it? When we look on His grace, even from the outside we're made strong.
I scroll through my phones pictures often, looking to stumble upon moments captured that will aid in my thank-filling quest. Being thankful for all things doesn't come instinctively, sometimes you have to seek out what's right in front of you. And if I can seize it at the exact moment it's staring me in the heart, I can revisit my own history in pixels, and gratefulness is once again my companion.
All those days the clock kept track of each quarter hour lived with the same Westminster chime my grandmother heard keeping tabs on her moments, are now mine to do with as I please. Will they be worth looking back on? When I thumb through the picture gallery on my phone like an old Rolodex spinning, will I find the images speak validity to our days lived?
"I remain confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living." Psalm 27:13
This verse sprang into my head while I slapped peanut butter on flimsy bread one typical school day at noon. My thoughts halted my duties, the assembly line backed and the jelly spoon began its treacherous work gluing itself to the countertop.
Could it be possible I am actually living in this promise now? All these photos being proof of the goodness of God. Is the fulfillment of this promise for today and not something to believe far off on the horizon of a better tomorrow? Does an afternoon free from hardships equal God's goodness? Or is it in the very things we believe to be a burden where He's drawing us closer to Him and He rests nearer us. Could I be brave enough to believe I'm witnessing the goodness of God in the simple rhythms of the day? That this day of normalcy, is actually praise worthy?!
There's no doubt about it, this is the land of the living that I am abiding in and tasting of the goodness of God. Everyday that I live entirely for Him and boldly in front of them, the goodness of God will be unmistakably perceived. They will see it too and believe.
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"My life passes as swiftly as the evening shadows. I am withering away like grass." Psalm 102:11