Thursday, December 10, 2015

a large piece of humble pie for breakfast

This is one of THOSE mornings in my home, Lord!  It is a morning when my family has not realized that I am a writer, and sometimes writers need actual quiet time to well... write.  As I type this, my husband is chatting away - asking me riveting questions as to where he could have possibly left his favorite pair of shoes, his car keys, his whatever!!! My mother is noisily moving around the house, rearranging things from point A to point B while carrying on a not-so-insightful conversation with our motley crew of pets.  Furthermore, there is even a pesky mosquito that someone accidentally let into our house last night who has taken a personal liking to my head and won't let up on his covert attacks to freak me out with a surprise dive bomb at any given moment.  (I'm itchy just thinking about him!)  Argh!

What's the matter with this picture, Lord?  What is the problem?  What is it about ME right now that seems so engaging for others to annoy?  ME, an introverted insomniac who sits quietly in a corner with laptop and coffee.  ME who wants nothing but disengagement and solitude in the early AM hours of her weekday.  ME, a person who, right now, wishes to be invisible... rather than converse, or help, or answer, or attend to those I share living space.  ME, a girl who just wants some space... some peace and quiet, if you will.  Space, so that I can spend my time writing to other women about (pause...) sharing the love of Jesus in our daily lives. (Gulp.) Yep, I just realized what the problem is, Lord.  The problem is (gulp again)... ME.

While realizing this, my loving husband (unaware of my morning selfishness) begins coo'ing to me across the house. He playfully sings out to me from an open office door, "Vic, I love you!"  Then he joyfully continues... serenading my spirit with a playlist of romantic songs while physically organizing his busy workday.  Clearly his morning is not one of THOSE mornings.  His morning is full of love and gratitude and blessing.  He is not short-sighted with ego or pride.  No, instead, my husband loves.  Who does he love?  He loves ME!  He is appreciative to have his beloved bride of almost two decades near him.  He is thankful for our life and all God has supplied us.  He is thoughtful and mindful and motivated and chivalrous.  He is not stingy, or sarcastic, or disheveled about what is wrong or what is not going his way.  No, instead his day begins with fresh eyes of kindness.  His morning is full of grace.

As I type the last paragraph (above) my mother walks into the room where I sit and quietly kisses my head.  She whispers, "Good morning, sweetie!" and happily continues on with her chores.  She is excited about the new day.  She is content and quiet, and peaceful.  She is everything I aspire to be in a godly woman.  (Why again did I want space, Lord?)

So, dear reader, perhaps this is not one of THOSE mornings when I need to write an insightful blog post. For clearly today I could learn a thing or two about sharing the love of Jesus from those He has blessed me with.  Yes, perhaps this morning I will stop festering in disappointment about what isn't working out "just so" for ME, and instead eat that large piece of humble pie the Holy Spirit has served up for breakfast.  Yep, today is one of THOSE days that I must accept that, yes, I am a writer, and sometimes writers need actual quiet time to well... LOVE.  For what's the point of writing anything, if I don't actually take time to first love others like Jesus?... with all my heart... with full gratitude... with thoughtfulness, and mindfulness, and motivation, and charm... with kindness, and grace, and contentment, and godliness.

Yep. It's time for this writer to stop typing and start eating the tasty lesson my Redeemer serves for breakfast. Give me a full plate of your humility to consume, Holy King. I am indeed hungry for YOU!  So, please, dish me up a much-needed, early morning helping - and make it a heaping helping to boot!  And, most importantly, thank you... thank you for the large piece of humble pie, dear Lord.  Thank you for the reminder!  Thank you for first loving ME and actively showing me your love through others!  Thank you for blessing me with a wonderful marriage, family, and life!  Thank you for every goodness, and thank you for a full, satisfying future of hope!!!

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for making this one of THOSE mornings to teach me about how important it is to share your love in my daily life!  Blessed be YOUR Name!!!

Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity. Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.  (Colossians 3:12-17) 



© The Devoted Woman | Victoria Anderson

1 comment:

  1. Totally.

    We are simpatico.

    ..anytime is a good time for Humble pie, if you ask me ;}