John 13:5 reads “Then He poured water into the basin, and began to wash the disciples’ feet and to wipe them with the towel with which He was girded”. To me, He is saying the most menial task can be transformed when we do it with gratitude and humility.
Today I will be aware of that while even loading my dishwasher!
Each and every morning, we begin our day with a blank canvas and it is up to us what we want to have on that canvas. Last year I painted a picture that I couldn’t seem to get right and even considered tossing it out.
A few weeks ago, I swallowed my pride and took it to art class to see if it could be salvaged. It is almost complete and is by far, my best yet. My teacher saw all of the mistakes as underpainting and depth where all I saw was disaster.
This, I believe, is how God sees us. He recognizes the masterpiece!
Whenever one appears rude toward me, either real or imagined, usually, a verse from a Hymn comes to mind and settles my thought as I ponder the words.
Speak gently to the erring ones,
They must have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made them so;
O win them back again.
As I pray along these lines, I realize whatever happened was never personal.
This morning we left early to drive to a nearby city and there was no time to write. Upon returning this afternoon, I felt heavy and almost “blah” and could not think of a thing to write. After a bit, I realized there should not be a day to go by without expressing gratitude to God for all blessings! Sometimes, I seem to forget for a minute. Thankfully, we have a patient and Loving God.
This morning I have been studying Acts 3:1-8. It is the story of Peter and John going into the temple at the hour of Prayer and encountering the lame man asking alms of them. They responded there was no silver or gold, but healed him instead! This is so often the case as I pray and outline what I think I need, and God always has so much more in store for me. Are we expecting a full demonstration as we pray or are we limiting our Good?
Today, (as everyday) we are to Love God supremely and our neighbor as ourself. This can prove to be difficult if we don’t Love who we are. The last verse in a poem written by Sandra Luerssen Hoerner speaks to me when I have released criticism, judging, and condemning.
“Then I knew I loved my neighbor
even better than before,
for now I Loved him as myself
and Loved myself much more.”
Today we drove to a nearby town that was hosting an exhibit on Quanah Parker and his mother, Cynthia Ann Parker. Watching news clips and reading articles about the treatment of the Indians was very distressing. On the way home, my husband reminded me that back in the 1950’s, as children, we would go to the cowboy and Indian movies. We would loudly applaud when the Texas Rangers or Calvary would show up to kill the Indians.
It was thought-provoking to say the least. Once again, my intent is to see God expressed in all of His creation! I will do that today.