There are these moments in life that present themselves, and you have the unique opportunity to make a difference. Not so that you can feel better. Not so that you can contribute. Not even so that someone else might benefit. But so that God can say, "I did that." And we can say, "Yes you did. Thanks."
God, the God of the Universe, the God of time, space, and eternity, is here in the now. He is present with us right now. And in order to pick up the waves he's spinning out there every day, we've got to paddle out. We've got to make ourselves available. We've got to say, "Send me, God. I'll do it."
Being a part of this experience has opened my eyes to small joys, to small sacrifices, to small betterments of which I can also take part. I have revived an old song I used to sing in Sunday school. I taught it to my kids. It is a simple song, and yet it's simple message is a prayer, a request, a reminder to us that we ought to be seeking not our own glory or accolades (we will always fail to deliver the goods) but the fame and notoriety for the One who sets it all into motion. Singing the message out loud sets our minds on course for the day; it lays out the readiness carpet, that we might walk in it.
In my life, Lord, be glorified. Be glorified. In my life, Lord, be glorified today.
In my work, Lord, be glorified. Be glorified. In my work, Lord, be glorified today.
In my school, Lord, be glorified. Be glorified. In my school, Lord, be glorified today.
In my words, Lord, be glorified. Be glorified. In my words, Lord, be glorified today.
For those of us less traditional, there's this.
(Updates: still doing fine, hair's starting to look better.)