The thing about writing is we must be fully engaged with life in order to write. Maybe that isn’t so if you are a fiction writer with a wild, creative imagination; however, for me? I can take a walk and get writing material.
So it was a week or so ago when I went to Food Lion on my lunch hour – I ran in like a crazed woman on a time limit – got into the car, turned on the radio (K-Love) and heard a one-minute encouragement by Luis Palau. He nailed it and when I got home I opened my day journal and scribbled some notes. Today, I will attempt to share with you – from my view – not Luis’!!!
Something Jesus did a lot of? Walking and looking at trees.
Nathanael said to Him, “How do You know me?” Jesus answered and said to him, “Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree, I saw you.” John 1.48.
So he ran ahead and climbed up into a sycamore tree to see Him, for He was going to pass that way.5 And when Jesus came to the place, He looked up and saw him, and said to him, “Zacchaeus, make haste and come down, for today I must stay at your house.” From Luke 19.
Since moving into our downtown flat in Statesville, we’ve done a lot of walking and the one thing I’ve noted is I must pay attention to the things around me. I cannot look at my phone. I can’t talk on my phone. I observe what is under my feet and around me. One morning hubs and I were walking and he does not observe – his weak ankled foot hit an acorn or a walnut and he was going down. He lunged for the closest ‘thing’ which would give him stability and down I went. Both of us in a bed of mulch on the corner of a busy intersection and my pride instantly thought, I am so glad no one saw us.
Hubs wasn’t paying attention.
I know you’ve seen those people. The ones that walk at a clip reading their phone screens, tapping out messages – they are missing the world around them. And, perhaps walking right into danger. Sidewalks aren’t smooth. There are obstacles. There are wedges and holes and a myriad of other things which can cause a fall.
Jesus walked observantly. He was always looking around. He didn’t miss a thing. He didn’t miss a person.
Of course I saw you, Nathaniel. Come, follow Me, let Me change your life for eternity!
Zacchaeus, come down out of that tree I’m going to your house today for tea – I want to change your life!
I don’t want to miss the homeless person on the corner.
I don’t want to miss the Mom saying good-bye for the 15th time to her scared 5-year old at the school.
I don’t want to miss saying have a blessed day to the school monitors at the corner.
I want to be like Jesus noticing. Being attentive. Being kind. Jesus didn’t have distractions. He just went about looking for situations He could help with.
I do walk with my phone – just because – but it is closed up and in my hand at my side. I’ve learned I cannot “multi-task” walking and texting without the possibility of injury! #nodistractions
What / who are we missing?
P.S. This is a repost – I have not been engaged in much except for healing from this horrid plague. I’ve been incredibly distracted and I’m tired of it. Keep the faith, friends.