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Are You Lookin’ at Me?


A look at the sky from the plane as we draw near to Scotland
A look at the sky from the plane as we draw near to Scotland

Have you ever had one of those clutsy moments where any gracefulness you might have had seems to get boggled around in your fingertips before slipping to the floor with a crash? Well, I just had one of those moments. It’s not that dumping a half-a-cup of coffee on your crotch is so bad. Nor is it the end of the world that the stain on the pants I borrowed from my brother-in-law makes it look like I had weak bowels, or a weak bladder, or both. And surprisingly enough, the brown spot actually came off the chair I was sitting in rather well, so it’s not like the situation was really that bad. But I just felt really silly, you know?
So, now here I am, changing into the only pants that aren’t packed away even though they are only half-dried from being washed yesterday, and at the same time, trying to clean up my mess. Meanwhile, some unknown alergy has been flaring up, and causing my nose to run like a seive and the combination of all these factors as well as a few others, are making me feel like a dishevled jigsaw puzzle. But you know, for feeling as ungraceful, and in pieces as I do, I feel surprisingly good about myself, and I’ll tell you why.
When I finally did get some pants back on (even if they were quite damp), I sat back down to do what I had set out to do before I spilled my coffee, that is to read my Bible. I was met there with a really great truth from Psalm 8. The first verse says,

“O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is you name in all the earth!”

Here thinly veiled, the sun's warm rays still cut straight through the cold Scotland air.
Here thinly veiled, the sun’s warm rays still cut straight through the cold Scotland air.

I stopped reading after that verse, and lifted my eyes to the source of the warm light that was already warming my damp legs despite the Scotland chill in the air. The sky was, and is now, bright and filled with massive, billowy clouds. They were mostly dark, aside from the tops and edges which were bleached a bright white by the shining sun. And, although these giant monsters filled 80% of the sky, a bright blue backdrop was clearly visible between their fluffy frames, and when the thickest part of the clouds pass by where the sun hovers, its rays pierce through, and shed its warmth through the air and into the windows of the living room where I now sit.
Now, I’ve always had a weak spot for the beauty of the heavens. For some reason a skys like these always caught my attention, and usually makes me think of the one who created it. And, after I read this verse about how “majestic” the Lord’s name is in all the earth, I was reminded of the true majesty and splendor of the King. And what a staunch contrast between His Majesty and my almost hilarious clumsiness. I just smiled though, and started talking to the God who I know loves me. I knew that while I was dealing with the petty troubles of every day life, He was watching me. And, although I’m sure it would have been a very laughable sight for anyone else to see, I knew that He was watching with with an adoration in His eyes. I thought of the verse that says, “what is man that you are mindful of them?” And I was reminded that God loves us even in, and especially in, our weaknesses. What an amazing God, a wonderful Father and the closest of friends.

I'm afraid these pictures are but a shadow of the real thing.  Much of the detail is lost in these unedited prints but they were taken at the time when I wrote the article and should give you a rough idea of what I'm talking about.
I’m afraid these pictures are but a shadow of the real thing. Much of the detail is lost in these unedited prints but they were taken at the time when I wrote the article and should give you a rough idea of what I’m talking about.

Then, as I read on and read the rest of Psalm (8), I found that what I was reading waswhere the psalmist said, “what is man that you are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them.” I realized that God’s Spirit was speaking to me. He knew that I was feeling clutsy and was assuring me that His affections for me are not diminished in the slightest by such things. In fact, it may even be that moments like these, when we’re not feeling “all together” inspire humility within us, the kind of humilty that allows us to look towards God in a full expectation of grace. And I know He’s there ready to shed His grace on His children. He loves the way that His graceful love and loving grace warms our hearts the way that the bright sun had warmed my lap. And, He loves the way we are drawn closer to Him through this whole process. It’s the beauty of being perfect though weak, and His strength being shown as sufficient to make up for our weaknesses. It’s the effect of the cross in the light of the Son.

4 Responses to “Are You Lookin’ at Me?”

  1. Charissa
    October 4th, 2006 10:44

    I love what you wrote, especially since I find myself committing at least one clutsy act daily. Surely the next time I trip over my feet or fall on an innocent lady while walking down the aisle of the train, I will be comforted by your reminder that He loves us for who we are, flaws and all!
    All my love to you, Rachel, Aria, and the new baby.

  2. John
    October 4th, 2006 11:41

    Oh my Sis,
    I hate to say it… but it must be in the jeans!

  3. nona
    October 5th, 2006 11:00

    John, so looking forward to our visit together in Syracuse….isn’t it wonderful that He sees only our heart and the spirit of our life with Him…..stains and all.

  4. Sarah
    October 14th, 2006 12:42

    Don’t you just have to look at those moments and laugh and see that certainly God has a sense of humor as well! ๐Ÿ˜€ Please subscribe me to our class’s email. I am not getting the messages people send out. ๐Ÿ™
    Welcome back to the US (even if just for a visit!) ๐Ÿ˜€

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