I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
But what happens when we live God’s way? He brings gifts into our lives, much the same way that fruit appears in an orchard—things like affection for others, exuberance about life, serenity. We develop a willingness to stick with things, a sense of compassion in the heart, and a conviction that a basic holiness permeates things and people. We find ourselves involved in loyal commitments, not needing to force our way in life, able to marshal and direct our energies wisely.
Since this is the kind of life we have chosen, the life of the Spirit, let us make sure that we do not just hold it as an idea in our heads or a sentiment in our hearts, but work out its implications in every detail of our lives. That means we will not compare ourselves with each other as if one of us were better and another worse. We have far more interesting things to do with our lives. Each of us is an original. Galatians 5:22-23, 25-26 (The Message)
Have you ever heard of someone “he/she is a very gifted person ”? I say that all the time. Sometimes I say it about people who are clever at inventing things. Sometimes I say it about folks who sing well. Sometimes I say it about someone who jumps high or runs fast. In every case I mean it and I am grateful.
But more and more, thankfully, I am learning to say it about folks who live the spiritual life. By this I don’t mean those who shout loudest or lift their arms the highest. I mean those who have affection and valid exuberance and abiding peace, and the sort of fortitude that helps me see God turning the most sordid and difficult things into good. I am learning to say that the person at peace with themselves “is a very gifted person.”
Today I am sure that I will be tempted to be very unspiritual. I will be tempted to compare myself to others for the most vain, or insecure, reasons.
That is when I will look in the corner of a room and see diapers given for a foster baby and be reminded that “that person is very gifted.” I will cross paths with someone struggling with cancer, or arthritis, or depression and be astounded at “what gifts” of steadfast faith and long suffering endurance they very much have. I will hear about cards sent, calls made, children hugged and, once again, the Holy Spirit will direct me to the better Way.
As our Friend and I were walking under a bright moon we were chatting about folks picking peas and plotting goodness and being humble when he smiled at me and said…
“My All Star Team.”