As I write this,
I am playing with my grandkids
who are overflowing with imagination.
An empty plastic bin becomes
a hospital bed for a newborn baby doll.
Two little chairs become a bus.
Their play is fluid.
The older of the two is well-skilled
in adapting to the ever-changing ideas
of her active almost-three-year-old brother.
When he wants the single chair
that she is using,
well, she drags up another chair or two
and the hospital becomes a city bus.
She plays with the attitude of
"What other way can I see this,
how else can I play with this?"
What could be a conflict
morphs into resolution.
What happens that is not which
she originally intended
emerges into another dimension,
another opportunity to see differently.
"Pretend that this is...."
she says.
When one way doesn't work out,
well, she works with what she has.
As a four year old, she doesn't understand
the concepts of conflict resolution and creavity,
but she knows how to live it.
And as I sit here,
surrounding by make-believe,
I realize it is not so much what I am facing today,
not so much the attitudes
or even the actions of others
that sets the tone for the day
but my own heart condition.
There are some things I can change,
some things I can't,
but I can always view things
with different eyes
and a gracious heart.
I can blame others,
or I can influence the whole situation
by practicing grace.
Not by pretending,
but grasping the reality of God.
Create in me a clean heart, O God,
and put a new and right spirit within me.
Psalm 51.10
God transforms every fiber of my being.
He changes everything about me.
How can I approach this situation
with a clean heart?
Not as much "what can I do different in this?"
but how can I be different?
My heart
focused on Him
changes what I do.
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