Page 304 began with rain, which brought with it temperatures that were much cooler than yesterday. Today not only looked like fall, it felt like fall. The day included time at church for much of the morning, followed by lunch, some rest, and taking some fun photos at the request of my niece. I have said numerous times that I don’t like photographing people, that doing so feels very awkward to me. After a couple fun photo shoots yesterday and today, I may have to modify that statement to I don’t like to photograph people without their intentional invitation to invade what, to me, is their personal space. It is not that I am physically in space that most people would consider private, but rather it feels to me like I have stepped even beyond that physical closeness as I peer through my camera viewfinder. After the photo shoot was done, I spent some time sorting through the shots that were taken and then it was time to sit down and work at the writing of today’s page.
As I’ve sat here for the past hour thinking about what to write and what not to write, I’ve been reflecting on the sermon David shared this morning as part of a series from Nehemiah. One point of the sermon focused on the reminder of Nehemiah to the people of Jerusalem, and to us, to remember our commitments. In an era when a person’s word seems to mean less and less with each passing day, it is still disheartening when our commitments to God and one another are not given the respect they ought to have. Often we make promises and commitments, but our willingness to set them aside for the sake of accomplishing our own agenda makes it appear they were hollow from the very beginning. Sometimes we are simply hasty in making commitments and then we find ourselves so deep into actions of our own doing that we feel there is no way to go back and honor the word we had given.
As I thought about this issue, my mind reflected on the piano music played by a young lady during the communion time this morning. There were a few spots in the music that seemed to cause difficulty in the flow of the song being played. I suppose while some may have found it distracting during the communion time, I found her approach to these “rough spots” rather refreshing and appropriate for the time at hand. It seems that as we age and become proficient at life, we also become good at “glossing over” our mistakes in ways that make the casual observer believe they don’t even exist. We become so good at it that we may even convince ourselves that those lapses of commitment don’t exist. But that isn’t what a seventh grade piano student does. No, instead of pretending the mistake didn’t happen, she went back to point where she knew she was on the right notes and proceeded from there to find the right notes that had been missed the first time through. In a way, that is part of what the communion time is as each week we remember the Lord’s death, burial, and resurrection. It is a time when we are able to acknowledge the mistakes, the sin, that is present in our life, and choose to go back to the cross where we find the correct beginning point to start fresh in living the appropriate notes of life. God’s desire is that we would return to Him when we discover we have failed in the keeping of our word when it comes to our relationship with Him and with one another. He is the beginning point for right living and is constantly calling for us to remember our commitment to Him.
I pray that you and I would learn to swallow our pride and return to God when we find ourselves distant from the commitments we have made. I pray that we would reject the temptation to “gloss over” our failures to keep our word. I pray that we would not only promise to honor God with our words, but that our follow-through to that commitment would honor Him as well.