About a year ago my daughters and I spent time with some friends on their farm.
The memory of that day – the wide open sky, the vast field and grazing animals,
the laughter and time of fellowship is cherished in my heart.
It was one of those times when it hit me
like an arrow hitting its mark
how very blessed we are in this country.
And I realize that the smallest thing
when you think about it
oftentimes is an essential in other parts of the world.
When my eyes rest on a goat, for instance,
I see simply an animal- one of the Billy Goats Gruff –
while many others see a goat as meat and milk for a whole family.
I observe chickens
enjoying their cuteness and fluff
but others see eggs and meat.
I enjoy going to our local Farmers Market.
It not only is a feast for the eyes and a place to pick up some healthy fruits and
vegetables. Flowers and baked goods,
but also a time to greet friends and neighbors.
But in so many parts of the world a Farmers Market or a simple stand by the side of
the road is the place to earn a living.
Open my eyes, Lord, and help me to see
that many things that I take for granted here
are essential for survival for much of the world.
My heart longs to move beyond awareness to actually doing more for others.
It’s all too easy to become lulled into complacency,
distracted by the tyranny of the urgent
meanwhile missing the most important things in life.
“What does the Lord require – to act justly, to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah 6:8
clear running water,
bread and more.
My prayer longs to pour out mercy to a needy world
in a life of giving so that others may live.
Hearts that begin to see
hunger to do more
as we wade out into the ocean of need and away from the known.
Hearts that cannot rest until they discover His Peace
in being broken bread and poured out wine
in our world today.