my wife, molly, forgets/loses things all the time. keys. phone. scarves. all the things that are often forgotten/lost by so many of us. this morning it was her phone, laying on the end table while she drove her little red car out of our apartment complex twenty minutes away to teach kids about dr. seuss. (very jealous of this particular part of her job btw).
i took a shower, tidied up a few things, got my stuff together for the day and stood in the living room looking at the phone on the end table as if it were to say, "you gonna do something about me, or act like this never happened?".
awesome. i just received a guilt trip from an inanimate object. i picked up the phone and headed for my molly's school, an easy 15 minutes on the other side of my office from our apartment. on my way to her school, i pondered how the phone ended up on that end table as she casually walked out the door.
molly has a track record of forgetting things, but i was a little distant this morning as we were getting ready. maybe she left the phone on purpose to give me a chance to snap out of my mood and love her, or maybe she simply forgot it. and would it have been so bad if she had left it on purpose? i mean, what if she knows me so well that she's able to impose on me a decision at 8am that will pull me out of a mood so my day can be about more than my selfishness.
as i drove her phone to school, i kicked this thought around. if she left it on purpose, good for her. she has given me a blatant opportunity to love her and i needed that this morning. if she simply forgot it, good for our relationship. i love her forgetfulness if only for the fact that it directly opposes my desire to control things.
if i were to ignore God's involvement in this little morning scenario, i would probably be in the same mood i woke up in. i dropped off the phone at school with my lovely and smiling wife, molly, and walked back to my car. as i walked, i felt my feet on the earth. weird feeling, really. i walk somewhere everyday. i walk on grass, sidewalks, carpet and i'm sure many other surfaces daily. but this morning i felt my feet on the earth.
God is moving in our world. omnipresence is something i don't think about nearly often enough. He was with me this morning. i am grateful for the perspective He inserted into my morning and the grace with which He moves around me everyday.
