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7.23.2012

Hello, 60 Minute Neighbors

I am excited for tonight. 60 minute IPA, guacamole, babies, walk, laundry (Excited for laundry? Yes, somehow I am.). Mostly excited, happy to be spending time with my family. I was thinking the other day. What's the point? What's all this rushing around and working and thinking and busy-making for? Who cares? Why do it? What's the point? And not the point of the work so much as the Point. And I think fellowship is all there is. Relationship. Why go to work and make money and keep yard and home nice and improve health? There is stewardship. And working hard and simply is Biblical. And making merry while you work. Joy in the process. And that's the redeemed side of work I think. Because work is our curse, and takes us away from the ones we love and, at times, what our hearts most want. But time with family and friendily--that's wholly meaningful. There is fulfillment in a completed task. The fulfillment of obedience and perseverance. But at the end of the day you're left with still more tasks to complete. And I think the fulfilling part, if it isn't pride, is the joy of pleasing God. Obeying him, pleasing him.

I want to be a doer only. Not because I'm oh-so-obedient, but because I shy away from relationships, especially deep ones. They scare me. But also, I think they are essential. I'm ok with just my two bubbies, but throw in a few more and I start to wriggle. But then you have to consider why we're still here. If the point is relationship, and God loves us, but Paradise has not yet been restored; we'd better get busy. I'd better get busy. And open up my heart. See, maybe the work isn't all bad. Maybe the work all leads to relationship. Explains why sometimes I don't want to "do" anything or get involved (even though I'm a get-up and-go-type). Once you do something, you open the door for relationship, then things get sticky. Ug. That's a wholly different can of "past" worms.

Oh, well. Onward and upward, right? No time for being prissy and keeping your hands clean.

So grab your bubbies and a brewski and get yourself to work self!

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