Oh yes. It’s going to be another so called normal day. In awhile I’ll be headed to WalMart with mom so she can buy all that is needed for the big Thanksgiving meal. The house is in desperate need of a thorough cleaning. I need to wash mountains of clothes. I need to rest and pray. So much to be done, so normal…
…Except when I sit still and recognize that Jesus is here with me and intentionally bind myself to Him for the day, it’s not so normal. It becomes holy. A day that is filled with beauty and joy and hope. My son just woke up while I was writing this. He walked in with his sleepy eyes and came over to cuddle me as he was waking up. What a beautiful boy! He delights me so much and I realize again how delighted God is with me simply because I’m here. What a gift.
I release myself to God and get all emotional because engaging with Him touches me deeply. I find it miraculous that I can become aware of the living God while sitting in my recliner. The thankfulness wells up like a wave. Thankful for His love. Thankful that I am leaving the bills that are due in a couple of days to Him. That I have my family. That He is my help, even in the mundane things like house cleaning. That He surrounds me and is my God. I release and confess my fears about money and the bills. I have caverns of need that rise up in a panic… as I look at Him, the panic recedes. I relax about my weak and tired body and all that needs to be accomplished this week. My soul breathes a sigh of relief and I am able to receive His love as He tends to the deep places of my heart. Mystery tumbles into the morning and infuses me with light and hope and joy. I pray to continue being open and aware of Him today as we do all that needs doing and interact with one another and strangers.
“I bind unto myself today the power of God to hold and lead, His eye to watch, His might to stay, His ear to hearken to my need.
The wisdom of my God to teach, His hand to guide, His shield to ward. The word of God to give me speech, His heavenly host to be my guard.
The Might Three my protection be, Encircling me You are around, My life, my home encircling me. O Sacred Three, the Mighty Three.”
Encircling by Iona. Have a listen. It’s what I was listening to this morning. I hope you have a beautiful day.