As a ‘man’ thinketh…

Some days are like that for everyone, I suspect.  Days where you feel as though you dangle by a mere thread and wish someone would reach down and hold on to your hand.  When I finally got around to mentioning it sort of vaguely (to God), the answer was immediate and stark.  “If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return.” (Heb.11:15)  The preacher read it, and expounded.  It was sort of a “so you want to go back to Egypt?!” moment for me.  Of course I don’t!  I know that country and chose to go away from it.  My eyes don’t really want to look toward Egypt, but do they want the promise?  Have I been actively living for that?  Some days I admit, I don’t.  I am only looking to get my stuff done so I can read a book or finally get to bed.  Or I feel on the verge of whelmed and someone adds a straw, and then I am overwhelmed.  This is really nothing new, nor is it unique to me.  It is what life is, and quite often the distractions and interruptions *are* what we should be doing.  So for whatever reason we get our focus wrong, we do.  And we need each other to help us get back on track.  Not with a rebuke necessarily, but by encouragement, or reminder, or sometimes a hug.

Some excerpts from Hebrews 10: “…let *us* draw near to God…”; “Let *us* hold unswervingly to the hope we profess…”; “let *us* consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds…”

We are *us*, not just *I*.  So with all our self focused thoughts and deeds, *let us* focus on caring for each other.  For some of us, we are all we have.  I’m putting my focus back here (the promise), where it belongs.

IMG_1538IMG_1539     “Earth laughs in flowers”(Ralph Waldo Emerson)