My students, mentees, clients, and family know this about me: I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe in God-incidents. Scripture tells us that God cares so much about each of us that He counts the hairs on our head. It is my belief that God is moving in and ordaining every second of every day.
And it’s our choice as believers to listen and see and recognize His presence and His voice in our lives.
It was a Grand Slam Sermon at Mass today. I even took the time to tell our priest, Father Richardson, that he delivered on of the best sermons I’ve heard in my life.
The subject was TRUST.
The sermon was based on today’s Gospel (John 9:1-41) – the story about Jesus restoring the sight of the blind man after applying a paste of mud and saliva to his eyes. We were reminded that “back in the day” any Jew who was touched by the bodily fluid of another was considered defiled (hence people spitting on Jesus during his trial and the walk to Calvary were really mocking and degrading Him).
In a microwave society like ours, waiting is a bad word.
Fast food dinners. Instant messaging. Rapid response strategies. Express delivery.
I want it. Now.
Our hard-driving, always-too-much-to-do-culture does not, I think, appreciate the importance of stillness and quiet.
We are hyper-connected via crackberries and iEverythings. That 5 day work week expands to 7 when you can check email remotely.
I am blessed to work for an association committed to maximizing human potential. And today we talked about re-organizing the company to maximize our potential by changing our focus.
Which got me to thinking about how appropriate that very idea is for personal lives.
A personal re-org.