My friend Larry and I had breakfast yesterday. Without question, that conversation always includes sports and politics. But since being able to meet again after COVID lockdown, the conversation is more about what we’re observing and experiencing through these unusual times.
One thing we both agreed on: who people are is being exposed.
- If they are go-getters, they are still getting it. They may have to do it differently, but they are still going, still getting.
- If they are glass-half-emptyites, they are having a hard time even picking up the cup.
- If they are people people, they are figuring out how to stay engaged and connected.
- If they are get-by-with-as-little-work-as-possible apostles, they may never vote to come back to an environment built on responsibility.
A reference was made that we’ve all been forced to look in the mirror. Some are fine with what they saw because they were already, for the most part, used to looking in the mirror and making adjustments. Others, well, they were taken back by what they saw. So they had a choice to make-which is the reality we all have when we look in the mirror. And good on us when we choose to do something, make adjustments, with the stuff we observe that needs improvement.
Larry stopped shocking me years ago; however, when he started a sentence with,”My favorite Michael Jackson song,” I thought he might be showing his first symptom of a new virus strand. When I let him continue, he made a good connection.
So after five months of looking in the mirror, what are you doing with what you see? What conversations are you and God having about what you are both seeing?
Not sure when it happened, but at some point in my adulthood I became an oatmeal eater. For a ‘Bama boy, I might as well start calling a Coke “Soda Pop.”
When I choose to have oatmeal for breakfast, that usually means one packet of instant oatmeal. Occasionally I intentionally choose to double up. That wasn’t my intent this morning. Yet I did.
When I reached into the box for the one envelope, I actually pulled out two. I told myself it was not a double-up day and returned one envelope.
As I opened the one envelope and emptied it into my bowl, I realized I had unintentionally gotten a double-up bowl. In my structured world, there are one-envelope bowls, and there are two-envelope bowls. So what was I to do? Should I change bowls? Or, heaven forbid, do I double up when I’d already decided not to?
A thought occurred. “Maybe I’m supposed to eat two packs. Maybe there was unknown purpose behind my grabbing two envelopes and ‘mistakenly’ getting the wrong bowl. Maybe I should just follow the signs.”
Is it possible in more life-changing moments that the Holy Spirit works through signs like this, and I just shut him out? He’s led me to do something unusual, but my need for normalcy or understanding keep me from following? I’m pretty sure the answer is yes.
Instead of changing bowls, I retook the second envelope. I doubled up purely to follow the signs.
Has doubling up this morning changed my life? Doubtful. But it certainly changed my spirit.