Reflective journaling has its place but sometimes it’s good to be jarred out of it and into the present…
I picked up a little bottle yesterday wondering what it was…thinking it to be drops for ingesting, a potion of some sort. Had to chuckle when I read the label: “Anti-Reflective…” Ha! Just what I need sometimes, something to make me less reflective and more ‘present’ in the moment!
Well, turns out it was actually Lens Cleaner and nothing to do with altering moods or any such silliness conjured up by my overactive reflective mind! It did give me pause to think though that the ‘lenses’ of my soul can get fogged sometimes and there’s nothing like a good cleaning out of negativity and doubt and fear and all those grimy substances that dim my faith. The Word has the power to do that when the Spirit applies it at the point of need. Jesus loved and gave His life for His bride, the Church, for this very purpose: “that he might sanctify and cleanse it with the washing of water by the word…” (Eph.5:26)
Well I was having my morning ‘bath’ in the Word in bed this morning, gathering up the thoughts flitting about in my mind since early dawn, applying doses of the Word to them…jotting down some pertinent verses, some fresh convictions… about a time to clap one’s hand over one’s mouth lest foolishness get out!…(Prov.30:32) and other such things.
And who do you suppose came trundling in with his new toy truck and a big grinning: “GRANDMOM!” to disperse all my reflections like leaves blown away by the wind?! My very own ‘Anti-reflective’ aid! Here he was with all his morning cheer to have a a cuddle, a chat, a story and a song. Next thing you know we were re-enacting Jesus and his disciples in a storm at sea while Jesus lay sleeping … How perfect to have a blue, poofy comforter to play the part of the waves. The wind blew (Grandmom’s own special effects), the boat rocked (Chase helped with this part) and the waves splashed (the part that made him break into squeals of delight) and there we were in our own boat caught in the storm!
“Wake up, Jesus!” came his little animated voice.
And I got to play the “Peace, be still” part. Or in child’s lingo: ‘Why are you afraid? Everything’s OK when Jesus is in the boat.’
Ah, yes, good reminder for child and Grandmom alike, and what a fine lens cleaner. My view gets beclouded by circumstances all too often, all those ones I can’t control—you know: kids, spouse, parents… I can’t even control my own tongue! But here I am calling on Jesus in the middle of the storm: “Save us, we’re perishing!” and here He is bringing peace…Everything’s under control. We’re all in good hands.
Thanks Chase for the morning wake-up call ( :