Looking at the Glass, Lightly
We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! (1 Corinthians 13:12a) MSG
As I write, it is my birthday. I’m grateful for the gift of life. More than eight decades ago doctors pronounced I would not survive the delivery room. Today, happier words greet me. A former first grade student writes, “Miss Severance, thanks for learning me good.” I smile at his grammatical joy aimed at me!
Have I learned good, Lord? You have blessed my days in many ways. There have been tremendous challenges too, beginning with my fight to live beyond the delivery room. You instilled a love within me to choose life. I don’t like the trials but I appreciate the ways you help me through them. If I realistically look at this side of the glass, parts are smudged and splintered from the challenges and choices that have comprised my life.
I see these imprints because your light shines and shows them to me. I also acknowledge and view the beautiful moments recognizing both.
I choose to dwell in the buoyancy of your light that lifts me above a world that can clamor, wanting to pull me down. Someday I will understand the reasons for many of my life events during these past decades. I am in no rush. Delivery into my eternal home will come and all things will be made clear.
It could be that any whys that exist now will be unimportant then. I will abide in knowing and not in any asking. The learning good part is my trusting you and looking at the glass of my life lightly. I want to seek your wholeness in what looks broken. In the midst of challenges I am still a reflection of you. I want nothing to dim that image.
