Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning. Lamentations 3:23
This morning, as it is most mornings here in winter, there was the most beautiful sunrise. I opened my curtains and literally said out loud to an empty room because my hubby had already left for work , “Oh Wow!” Then while I was pouring my coffee, I missed the cup and it poured over my hand, because I couldn’t take my eyes off the view.
The sky was every shade of red and orange, and reflected on the sea, which was as still as a lake. There were two little fishing boats on the water, that were just bathed in the red glow.
If I had opened my curtains 20 minutes later, I would’ve missed it; the sky is now overcast and getting ready to rain.
We’ve lived in this house for 9 years, and I still I sometimes find myself leaving what I’m doing just so that I can sit and look at the view. I hope I never lose that appreciation.
This reminds me of something I read by Christian author Philip Yancey.
He and his wife visited Yellowstone National Park, where you’ll find the famous “Old Faithful” geyser. This natural phenomenon was named Old Faithful in 1870, because of its almost clockwork predictability to erupt every 90 minutes, with a spectacular eruption height of up to 185 feet.
The Yanceys had a meal in the restaurant that overlooks the geyser, while they waited for the next eruption, which had been predicted in 24 minutes time.
When the eruption was just a minute away, all the diners left their tables and went over to the big viewing windows to watch. I can just imagine the sense of anticipation in that room!
Philip Yancey noticed that as soon as the diners had moved to the windows, the waiters started clearing empty plates, wiping tables, refilling drinks glasses. He continued to watch them. As the geyser erupted in a spectacular explosion of sound and power, not even one waiter so much as glanced toward the window.
Sadly, the particular group of staff on that day had obviously stopped being in awe of Old Faithful. They were no longer impressed, and took for granted the regular displays of wonder. They were too busy with the mundane even to pause for a second and glance up at the window.
Too Busy to Be Blessed
It’s very easy at times, to treat the presence and blessing of God in our lives like that.
Every single day of our lives God does wondrous things! Some that we don’t even know about, and won’t until we are with Him.
Other blessings, God places right in front of us, plain as day, but we fail to see it because we are too busy with “stuff”.
His presence is continually with us, but we can become so overly familiar that we lose our sense of awe and wonder. We just don’t see Him anymore.
Like those waiters, we rush about all over the place with our heads down, just trying to get through the mundane chores of our lives – “if I could just get all these (metaphorical) plates cleared away” and all the while we forget to stop and take notice of the incredible faithfulness of the blessings of God. How He takes care of us. How He provides for us. How good He is.
Matt Redman sings a song and the bridge of the song simply says
“May I never lose the wonder
Oh, the wonder of Your mercy
May I sing Your hallelujah
Thank you for your faithfulness to me Lord, May I never lose the wonder of it.
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