Reflection: Friday is Writer’s Choice for the GROW Time devotion and it is Thanksgiving week meaning my family will be traveling to visit my parents in PA. I thought I would share my father’s favorite poem and also a writing by one of my favorite authors. Oddly, they tie together along with the verses above.
Bag of Tools
Isn’t it funny that princes and kings,
And clowns that caper in sawdust rings,
And common folk like you and me
Are builders of eternity?
Each is given a bag of tools,
A shapeless mass, a book of rules;
And each must make ere life is flown
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.
(R. L. Sharp, circa 1809)
It's funny: I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox, full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found that life handed you these rusty bent old tools - friendship, prayer, conscience, honesty - and said, Do the best you can with these, they will have to do. And mostly, against all odds, they're enough. (from Traveling Mercies by Anne Lamott)
Prayer: Dear God, help us to not build stumbling blocks but rather stepping stones. Thank you for providing all we need to do your will. Amen
Submitted by Ruth Gates, Camp Mount Luther Family Camper