2017: Page 227

God consistently fills my life with reminders of His presence, but some days those reminders feel like they are more needed in order to get through the day.  Today was one of those days when the need was great and God was even greater.  The external activities of the day seemed to go well, it is the turmoil in my mind that was in the greatest need of God’s calming presence which brings peace.

The morning cleaning and building walk-through went well as I began my day in prayer taking care of the usual needs of the building.  Once the building was ready for the day, I checked messages and followed up on some maintenance needs and parts I’m trying to track down.  I was expecting parts for the floor scrubber, so I spent a good part of the morning getting it cleaned up and ready for when the parts arrived.  New batteries for the scrubber arrived with the delivery of some maintenance and janitorial supplies, so I put away the supplies before trying to get the work finished on the scrubber.  Unfortunately, in trying to finish up the work, I broke off the end of one of the battery cables so a trip to the store would be required before I could finish.

As I worked on the machine, my mind continued to think about the subject of compassion and the suffering that exists almost everywhere.  It was in this work, that a poem began to show up in my mind.  By the time I had broken the cable end, which brought the repair project to a temporary pause, the poem appeared to be complete in my mind.  After typing out the poem and posting it on my blog, I finished out the workday with some further research and work on the “Growing Strong” prayer retreat plans.  By mid-afternoon it was time for a late lunch followed by a stop at the store to get the parts to finish up the work on the scrubber tomorrow.

At home, I spent the early part of the evening going through a couple more rounds of photos from our recent Upper Peninsula trip.  Eventually I took a break from the computer screen and took my camera out to the porch to enjoy the evening light.  While I was out the sun danced on the nearby roses and sunflowers, asking to be photographed.  Today’s photo is of one of the rose blossoms that is nearly done.  Most of the petals have fallen off, and on its own it has very little left to draw a person’s attention.  However, the light of the sun shining upon it, and through it, changes it from something unnoticeable to something remarkable.  The scene served as one of those reminders sent throughout the day of how God’s light can turn ordinary, unnoticeable people into something of remarkable beauty.

As I reflect on the day, here are some thoughts/lessons that stand out to me:

  • God knows me better than I know myself and He always knows just what I need and just how to provide it.
  • God doesn’t lack the ability to make His presence known — He just asks that I seek it with all my heart.
  • A routine of cleaning, whether a building or a life, helps to keep the messiness of either from taking over.
  • Times of waiting are often meant to be times of preparation.
  • I find that when I pray and work at the same time, God often fills my mind with direction and words that are reminders of His presence.
  • Sometimes things don’t go as planned and all you can do is evaluate what is still needed and set out to obtain what is missing or repair/replace what is broken.
  • If you don’t know someone who is suffering that needs to receive compassion from you, you’re probably not paying attention.
  • It doesn’t matter how dull and drab and worn down you think you are; when the light of God shines upon you and through you, you become something of great beauty and value.


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