In this long process of moving my blog (sometime early in the new year, most likely), I am digging into the archives and re-editing some draft posts that were never published. This one was written over three years ago, right after I sent an email, intended for just one person, and accidentally sent it to hundreds. Yes. I did that. And it felt pretty horrible. Thankfully, God is gracious and so are God's people and we all survived. I do not, however, recommend carelessness with email, or any other kind of correspondence. :>) Maybe someone out there can empathize with these sentiments:
It's a funny thing about horizons. Depending on distance, objects can appear to be much smaller than they actually are.
30 foot fishing boats can appear to be no larger than a gnat when viewed from the shore. Sometimes life events are like that.
Things that seem like tiny errors can explode into potentially life-altering happenings in the blink of an eye.
Why is that? Perhaps because we live as fallen, broken people in a fallen, broken world. We are not perfect. We make mistakes, all the time.
We speak too quickly - and someone's feelings are hurt.
Our eyes miss a date on the calendar and we fail to keep an appointment that is crucial.
We get in a hurry and cut off a conversation too soon, just as important revelations are to be made.
We fill our brains with so much information that the truly important stuff gets crowded out by what has been termed the 'tyranny of the urgent.'
We don't take the extra 2 minutes to move from reaction to response when we're surprised or startled by something new, and we blurt things that should be stopped at the lips and eventually removed from the brain.
Lord, have mercy. We are your broken people, wanting to live in step with your sweet Spirit, but far too often missing the mark. Thank you for grace. Thank you for forgiveness. Thank you for the chance to start anew.
And save us from ourselves, please. We are far too often our own very worst enemies.