The sleep indicators suggest that I am rested and ready to go. My body and mind tell a very different story. Even though the sun is shining, standing tall in defiance of the rain that will come later today, everything I see, and feel, is fuzzy. The intensity of yesterday has taken its toll. I feel as if I am woken up threadbare and empty. Fittingly, the only thing I can focus on is the rim of my coffee cup.
Sipping and reflecting is more therapeutic in my mind than it is physically. Mentally, I know there has not been enough time for the ingredients to impact my body. Emotionally, it is a very different story. As Life’s whispers wake my heart and soul, I listen to the lessons I know will guide me today.
Internally and externally, everything wears out. I get tired, emotionally drained, mentally frayed. Dust, rust, and other forms of corrosion are visible on the physical things in my life. A variation on the theme is replaying itself with each of them. The exceptions in my life are found with love, kindness, and care.
Love, kindness, and care endure in ways I rarely imagine. Even in the dark, lean times, the old author’s observation still rings true; “Earth and sky will wear out, but not you; they become threadbare like an old coat;” (Hebrews 1.11). Everything seems to fade, oxidise, and crumple. In the worst of times, it can seem like nothing will stand. Love, kindness, and care stand tall in these moments, creating more impact than ever.
I hear a calling to embrace love in all its forms. When I do, my immune system is restored to the point that it seems to be recreated. I know what kindness can do. I can see how caring makes a difference. My willingness at any moment will determine when care or kindness appears. As the warmth from the cup fills my heart and soul, the calling and commitment to the day is clear. Each moment is an opportunity. I can make a difference.
