The handyman wasn’t all that handy. When asked when he’d get at such and such, his usual response was, “Most any time now.” I still remember my parents’ frustration as he kept them dangling with his casual approach to real needs.
In the midst of this catastrophic time, some have chosen a casual,”most any time” approach to social distancing. If we listen to the scientists, we learn just a few can nullify the sacrificial acts of many. The health and healing of our world begs daily sacrifices. Before it’s too late, my ME needs to join the WE movement, for goodness sake.
Still, we who call ourselves Christians, should be used to this way of living. You know, “loving our neighbors as we love ourselves.” Since I’m isolated from my usual comings and goings, I’m left with time and space to think. Homework’s still tough. I’m learning I love me and not so much we. Some days, Jesus must be tempted to renege on His promises.
Today, an old Swedish hymn roused me from sleep. While I faith most days with hope, sometimes fear nibbles around the edges. Apparently, God knows my weapon of choice is music, so delivered a song this morning. If you know the tune, sing along.
“Day by day and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He whose heart is kind beyond all measure
gives unto each day what he deems best
lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,
mingling toil with peace and rest.”
“Most any time now” is neither handy nor wise. Lent nudges us to increase our love for WE over ME.
When you think about it, God made the first move.
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