There’s an interesting balance between consistency and chaos. I don’t really have the pleasure of living in either; we swim in a mix of consistent chaos. Obligatory children’s-messes aside, we live on the edge of crazy. Each day, I wake up with some idea of a schedule, but one phrase on my mirror defines the day: where is God working today?
I don’t sit and have a planning meeting with God. There are activities that get scheduled in advance, and there are activities that pop up unexpected. Yet there is an expectation that my day will reveal some unique, new or deeper insight into God’s activity around me and that is where I need to be investing. A friend in Malawi taught me the practical aspect of that expectation regarding our daily schedule.
Thursday had only two solid items on the calendar: take coffee to a ONE Neighborhood and enjoy free pizza at another. Both went exceedingly well. From there, the day was full of necessary doings, prep work, and community. Not counting the nearly dozen I met with the homeless on Thursday night, Jen and I met and talked with twelve separate people living or working downtown. Over half of those notably advanced the ministry in some capacity. Wow.
Don’t misunderstand. I don’t go into a day hoping that there will be something to do. Yet I do stay flexible for opportunities to engage those around me and honor the one that send me. Today, I’m amazed at how much I’m seeing God at work ahead of us. This year, that happens more and more, increasingly so.
I’m a bit tired this evening, writing this later than I should, so I apologize if I seem matter-of-fact and lacking in wit. Yet I wanted to take a moment to express what one more thing that’s staying with me from today: God’s faithfulness is especially visible when we stick around, watching for and expecting it day after day.