I like to intentionally overlook the piles of shoes or coats, the dust that accumulates on every horizontal surface. Paying attention to that means I have to get up and do something.
But seriously, I have a bunch of Bethlehem Star flowers and tiny little blue flowers that spring up in the yard. It would be easy to overlook them, but when I stop long enough to focus on smaller things instead of the big picture, I enjoy the beauty that dots the grass that is greening up this time of year. God's creation is magnificent when we stop long enough to see and appreciate it.
It's easy to turn my head as I go by the corners where the people hold up their signs, but I wonder who they are. Are they really homeless or hungry as their signs proclaim? What if I rolled down my window and asked their stories? I'm sure they're not so different than the flowers that dot the yard, beautiful and magnificent creatures, children of our God. Why do I tend to overlook them? I'm in a hurry. I'm busy. I have places to go and people (more like me) to see. I might actually have to get up and do something if I pay attention to them.
Change my heart, O God. On this last day of Lent, as we contemplate the "get up and do" that you endured for us, what's a small amount of time taken, a few dollars spent, to spread your love to others and to enjoy all that you have made and given to us to care for. Remind me of that responsibility daily, and give me courage to slow down and confront the realities I face daily. Change my heart, O God. Make me (more) like you!
I'm a wife, mom, pastor, human...probably not in that order. I struggle each day to be faithful to God, to my family and to my call as a Christian and all of those previously-mentioned roles. I pray to be positive, kind and thoughtful, but tend to fall short on all counts. I am inspired by sunrises and enjoy taking pictures (mostly my kids, deer in the yard and sunrises). I waste time playing stupid computer games and wishing I'd been better at all of the aforementioned roles. ;-)