The Spirit Of Christ In The Neighbourhood
Today, i was granted a moment of epiphany and reminder of how to live everyday as a worship in a concrete manner.
At 9am, I awoke to the strong odour of diesel and the steady jar and grind of a generator. Filling the sunlit foreground of my window, was a team of eight to nine workers unloading from a lorry, the components of what was to be a tentage that would cover the entire carpark.
Then at 11am, jolted out of my readings by the rain splashing through my windows, i hastily slid all the windows at home shut.
At the same time, I glanced out into the carpark and saw all the workers abandon their workings at the tentage.
All except one.
Throughout the brief but intense episode of rain, this one worker remained at the worksite alone, squinting to shield his eyes from the rain drops, scurrying to secure the weighty canvas to its anchor points on the scaffoldings before it was picked up and swept away by the gusts. He was perched precariously on the slippery canvas, and a mistep could send him sliding down two stories to the tarmac.
Why did he do it?
Perhaps we will never truly know.
However, one thing is for sure...
This courageous worker, by enduring the hardship of his work, was instantly in union with Jesus (being crucified on Calvary) and collaborates in a certain fashion with the son of God in his redemptive work. In his uncomplicated manner, he shows himself to be a disciple of Christ by carrying the cross, in the work he is called to accomplish.
Dear Lord, give me the grace to see work/labour as a means of sanctification and a way of animating earthly realities with the Spirit of Christ. I wanna spend eternity with You.
-rhino 69-
At 9am, I awoke to the strong odour of diesel and the steady jar and grind of a generator. Filling the sunlit foreground of my window, was a team of eight to nine workers unloading from a lorry, the components of what was to be a tentage that would cover the entire carpark.
Then at 11am, jolted out of my readings by the rain splashing through my windows, i hastily slid all the windows at home shut.
At the same time, I glanced out into the carpark and saw all the workers abandon their workings at the tentage.
All except one.
Throughout the brief but intense episode of rain, this one worker remained at the worksite alone, squinting to shield his eyes from the rain drops, scurrying to secure the weighty canvas to its anchor points on the scaffoldings before it was picked up and swept away by the gusts. He was perched precariously on the slippery canvas, and a mistep could send him sliding down two stories to the tarmac.
Why did he do it?
Perhaps we will never truly know.
However, one thing is for sure...
This courageous worker, by enduring the hardship of his work, was instantly in union with Jesus (being crucified on Calvary) and collaborates in a certain fashion with the son of God in his redemptive work. In his uncomplicated manner, he shows himself to be a disciple of Christ by carrying the cross, in the work he is called to accomplish.
Dear Lord, give me the grace to see work/labour as a means of sanctification and a way of animating earthly realities with the Spirit of Christ. I wanna spend eternity with You.
-rhino 69-
posted by Rhino for God! at 6:22 PM
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