…by a word, he cured all the sick.”
From Matthew 8:17
I sat mindlessly tapping my fingers on the table. Dare I write again that the pandemic and all of its fallout had my attention once again? As I considered my options, I realized that there is little I can do to alleviate much of anything in regard to these things.
Just outside my window, a large robin plopped himself into our bird bath. He fluttered his wings for several seconds, splashing water every which way. Though I knew he couldn’t hear me, I remarked to my feathered friend, “It certainly doesn’t take much to make you happy!” Even before I finished this sentence, I realized that the same is true for all of us. Just as that water stands available for my robin friend whenever he chooses to enjoy it, all that we need awaits us.
You know, being loved and cared for is the best any of us can hope for. Being loved and cared for makes everything we encounter doable. Branches and boulders and viruses and social unrest clutter the road before us. Still, we manage to do what we can about these things and then to climb over or to plod around what we must leave in others hands. All the while, we’re not alone. Though we may only occasionally choose to bathe in the waters of God’s loving care, God remains twenty-four/seven to offer that care just the same.
Dear God, give us the wisdom of my robin friend, that we may also bathe in the waters of your love at every opportunity.
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