I experienced one of
summer's greatest enemies today, the razor.
I happily took my shower this morning, enjoying the cool water lowering
my body temperature after a hard work out.
I knew I was going to wear shorts so decided shaving my legs was a wise
choice. I finished my shower, grabbed my
towel and stepped out. That's when I
noticed a small clot of blood congealing right on my ankle. I stared at in a a curious fascination. Normally, I react with a "Man! I nicked
myself again!" (obviously the razor and I do not have a friendly
relationship.) Today I wondered at the
reality that my body, without me even being aware, was creatively protecting
itself. I didn't have to put on a small
tissue, nor a band aid. Amazing. I was
struck by the truth that God had so marvelously made my body that it worked to
heal itself.
I recently have
spent some time studying the story of Noah and his really cool big boat. One of the things that has remained with me
from the story is the statement that Noah walked with God. When I studied that phrase, I discovered a
commentary that made this statement in regards to Noah walking with God: “The remarkable phrase, used only of Enoch and of
Noah, implies a closer relation than the other expression, 'To walk before
God.' Communion, the habitual occupation of mind and heart with God, the happy
sense of His presence making every wilderness and solitary place glad because
of Him, the child's clasping the father's hand with his tiny fingers, and so
being held up and lifted over many a rough place, are all implied.” (Alexander
Macleran, The
Book of Genesis) The idea of a habitual occupation of mind and
heart with God has captured me. Oh how I
want that! And it struck me this
morning, as I wondered at the creativity of God and the results of my conflict
with a razor that, by the grace of God,
I have moved a step closer to being habitually occupied with God in my
mind and heart.
I am a swirl of wonder, peace, excitement,
contentment, anticipation, joy and satisfaction. I am in awe of the wonder of God and how He
chooses to work. Today, I am thankful for
the temporary scar on my ankle. It's
reminding me of the the goodness of God to me.
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