Unaware

There are many things I am unaware of, including things that could or should be obvious.  This is not a new phenomenon; surprise discoveries have occurred through most of my life.  I keep thinking the number of times I find myself puzzled with my surprises will decrease.  Over time, the frequency appears to have a much high correlation with my willingness to be open, reflective, and insightful.  In those moments, I see what I otherwise refuse to see.  I find myself wondering, how far in and through my life does my ignorance extend.
 
An early surprise centered on skating.  I thought I was a natural.  At the time, in the context of one kind of skate and wooden wheels, I was confident in my abilities.  Everyone was in the first grade, so our vision ended at the walls of our gym.  Within a few days, I found myself measuring the world by my standards.  I was confident, borderline arrogant.  I boldly took the next step; I invited my Dad to be part of the scene.  I was unaware of my ignorance.  Dad, inadvertently, pricked my bubble.
 
He skated, danced, and moved effortlessly on the floor.  He skated forward, backwards, and sideways as if he had been born on skates.  He wanted to share what he knew with me.  I did not even want to watch, much less be there.
 
On a wet spring morning, I find myself remember and wondering.  How blind am I to the fullness and goodness of God?  Do I realize how much Divinity wants to be involved and engaged in my life?  Have I grasp the depth of the Spirit’s love for you and me?  Is there any understand of the power and wisdom resident within God?  Frankly, “He makes the magicians look ridiculous and turns fortunetellers into jokes.  He makes the experts look trivial and their latest knowledge look silly.”  (Isaiah 44.25)  Yet am I aware?
 
I may not be aware, yet today is a fresh opportunity to turn towards God.  The window is freely available.  It is a unique opportunity.