What IF it is all sacred?
I mean the loads of laundry, the mowing of the yard, the spelling words, the caring for sick loved ones, the endless wet beach towels and bathing suits, the committee meetings, the chickens in the kitchen, the sight words, the pink eye, the flat tires, the genetic mutations, the stepping on lego's in the dark?
There is nothing like a devastating medical diagnosis to get your attention right quick and absolutely change the way you think. I used to worry about this and worry about that. But somehow in the midst of the storm, an overwhelming peace came to me. Now the things of this earth grow strangely dim. The things that I used to think mattered, just don't really matter much anymore.
"Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of HIS glory & grace."
I do some of my best thinking while cutting the grass on the riding lawn mower. One of my favorite songs to listen to while mowing is "Lead of Love" by Caedmon's Call (an old group I listed to while in college). The song has a great line that says "Had to walk the rocks to see the mountain view. Looking back I see the lead of love."
You gotta admit, it is hard to beat the view from the top. But sometimes you have to cross the rocks to get to that awesome view. Most of the time those rocky patches seem to sneak up on us when we least expect it. Makes me think of an old saying I heard my Daddy say a million times...The bridge is washed out and I can't swim and my baby's on the other side. Sometimes life sends us detours (the plan B, curve ball kind of stuff) that you don't have any other choice but to "gut it up" and take it on. What IF all those things are sacred?
sa·cred ˈsākrid/ adjective
What if the Legos, the bills, the diagnosis, the detour ... What if it is all connected with God? What if all that "stuff" deserves great reverence from me? What if I have to walk the rocks to see the mountain view?
And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. - Colossians 3:17
Oh my sweet friends, it ain't easy, and it ain't fun, but please don't be scared to walk the rocks. Everything is sacred. God has amazing, SACRED things out there for you. I promise, looking back you will see the lead of love.
From Caedmon's Call "Lead of Love" ...
Looking back at the road so far, It sure has left it's share of scars
Mostly from leaving the narrow & straight.
Looking back it is clear to me that a man is more than the sum of his deeds.
How you make good of this mess I've made, Is a profound mystery.
Looking back, I know you had to bring me through.
All that I was, so afraid of, though I questioned the sky, now I see why.
I had to walk the rocks to see the mountain view.
Looking back I see the lead of love.