Thursday, November 14, 2024

Begin Blankly

 

I came to my writing time this morning with my mind a blank slate… no idea what I as going to write about.

And after reading an article on avoiding making mental assumptions about people, I realized that the “blank slate” concept is exactly the way God wants us to approach each person we meet, with no expectations or preconceived ideas of what to expect from them… to see them just as they are in that moment, and with Jesus’ eyes of love and compassion.

I had read David Brook’s post this morning on how to greet people… to recognize that “we are all equal on the level of our souls”, and to simply love on them as Jesus would… warmly, and openly eager to love, respect and accept them as they are. Then the love of God can flow through us to them and “write on their souls” the exact words they need to hear at that moment.

How to achieve that absence of appraisal or judgment, however, is the question. Perhaps it begins with a personal cleansing at the start of the day, sort of like a morning shower that washes away the grime of other influences that have come our way and perhaps affected the lens through which we view the world and the people in it.

In my bathroom at the moment there sits a container of drain cleaner, to clear clogs of hair and grime that have stopped the flow of water through the pipes. Sometimes we need a dose of the same spiritually to be the pipeline of God’s grace to others that He intends for us to be.

 “Always be humble, gentle, and patient, accepting each other in love.” 

(Eph 4:2 NCV)

(photo credit: Unsplash/Mike Tinnion)

Monday, November 4, 2024

A Little on the Wild Side...

I’m on “Willa watch” today.

My middle son, Mark, is working in nearby Middletown this week… so he came from Kansas City to stay with me for the few days he’ll be in town – truly a delight for me. And he brought Willa with.

Willa is a one-year-old cockapoo… the sweetest thing!… but with a mind and a will of her own. The two of them frequently combine to get her in trouble, as they lead her to chew things she should not, be a little over-exuberant in her greetings and her play… and a little less likely than she sometimes should be to sit or stay.

I’ve been warned to keep an eye on her at all times while Mark’s at work. If I don’t know where she is… then she’s getting into trouble somewhere. Or so they say.

They sometimes leave her leash on her after a return from the potty field in the yard, and I find that I like that. She doesn’t mind it at all, but the sound of it trailing behind her makes her easy to locate. I know she is nearby without constantly laying eyes on her.

I like to think that God is equally aware of where I am at any moment of the day. There’s comfort and security in knowing that should I wander where I shouldn’t, His hand knows where to find me and gently lead me back to the safety of His side.

"Where an I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast." 

(Psalm 139:7-10 NIV)

 

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