Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Oh!




I’m prone to rush through my life. My life is pretty well packed. Maybe over packed? But I’m learning.

This morning reading about Jesus healing the ten lepers and only one ran back to thank him, I had a discussion about when I miss seeing the Holy in my life. As I read scripture, I try to see myself in a similar situation. Needless to say, I’ve never been healed from leprosy but I have missed seeing the Holy in my life. Lots of times. Most of my life it has been a way of life.

Like all of us, I get busy. I get distracted. I’m not paying attention. Often, in the midst of one event my mind is on the either the last or the next event instead.

So, this morning I considered where I might see the Holy in my day ahead. But it’s such a typical day… and, yet, the Holy is in the typical just as much as the spectacular.

I’m better at looking back to see God—like Moses could only see God after God had already passed by. Then, where did I see the Holy yesterday? I know, I saw the Holy in the coworker I chatted with—the one I used to run from. But awhile back I discussed her with the Holy—it involved lots of grumbling on my part. I wasn’t even asking to changer her or to feel differently and, yet, I do feel differently. I even recognized that moment with her was Holy—as it was happening!

Then I rushed off and forgot about it. That’s the wondrous beauty about stopping daily to be with the Holy, even as I feel I can’t cut back on my busy schedule. I get to savor Holy moments I may have rushed through… running back to acknowledge the Presence in my life.


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