My friend, may I ask you a question? Is abiding others an important human need? Do you and I need to know what it feels like to abide others and to find comfort in the abiding of others in us? That closeness, that sense of sharing, like entering into someone else’s airspace and being tolerated, is that missing in life today?
Life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I'm Mark Brunner.
We live in an age where proximity is strictly regulated. Getting close to things has become difficult, getting close to people has become nearly impossible. Recently I needed access to my medical records. As I have had a number of surgical procedures accompanied by hospital stays, clinic appointments and procedures and a host of various treatments, I simply wanted to have a record of all these things at hand; a history of what has happened as a foundation for what I have to look forward to in the future. This was problematic. Privacy mandates today make it very difficult to access medical records, even your own. After jumping through a few hoops I was able to get the records I was seeking.
People, on the other hand, are another story. Holly and I were in a restaurant recently and a young family were seated near us. There was a little girl, perhaps three or four, that caught my eye. As the father of three grown daughters and the grandfather of four grandsons, there is a hole in my heart that longs to be filled by a little girl sitting on my lap again. How I longed to hold that little girl. Yet, there is a tension now in our society that dropped a protective, precautionary wall between myself and her. Even to look at her brings a sense of guilt to a Papa like me. How sad. There was a time when a Grandpa with a sparkle in his eye would be rewarded by a young dad with a “Hey, would you like to hold her?” Those days are gone. People don’t abide people well any more. Personal property, like my medical records, are secured tightly and provided protection beyond which these should logically be afforded; but people? People don’t abide people at all. Securing a touch or a hug won’t happen. There is no contract or promise that will elicit this kind of trust.
Abiding, however, is an important human need. You and I need to know what it feels like to abide others and to find comfort in the abiding of others in us. That closeness, that sense of sharing, like entering into someone else’s airspace and being tolerated, event welcome, that’s abiding. God teaches abiding. He tells us to stick close, stand in His shadow and watch what happens. God doesn’t fear our closeness despite His perfection and our imperfection. His perfection covers us. There is complete trust. Likewise, we ought not to fear His closeness, but seek to abide in His covering. In a way it’s like God seeing us as His “beautiful” creation and just longing to hold us in His lap. That’s abiding. Thank God that He seeks to abide in us. Thank God He asks us to abide in Him. Now, if only we could translate His divine abiding into something we might share with our brothers and sisters in Christ dwelling around us. Life would be a whole lot more fun and a whole lot more comforting.
We pray. Heavenly Father, It saddens us that there is so little trust in our culture today. People are so suspicious of each other, even of people they know and should trust. Lord, what has happened to our society? Help us Father to trust one another and to remember that our lives are governed by You and not by us. Forgive us when we make suspicion a priority in our lives, not loving our neighbor. Lord, abiding in You should remind us to abide others. In Jesus name we pray. Amen.
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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