While I was cooking the turkey yesterday, I started a new book: Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper. I have actually owned it for a couple of years, but it never made it to the top of my stack. I only made it twenty pages in, but I can already tell I am going to enjoy its message.
There were so many passages I read repeatedly, but in honor of Thanksgiving, I will share this one. Piper is talking about how the readings of C.S. Lewis impacted his life.
"Lewis gave me an intense sense of the "realness" of things. The preciousness of this is hard to communicate. To wake up in the morning and be aware of the firmness of the mattress, the warmth of the sun's rays, the sound of the clock ticking, the sheer being of things ("quiddity" as he calls it). He helped me become alive to life. He helped me see what is there in the world--things that, if we didn't have, we would pay millions of dollars to have, but having them, ignore.
He made me more alive to beauty.He put my soul on notice that there are daily wonders that will waken worship if I open my eyes. He shook my dozing soul and threw the cold water of reality in my face so that life and God and heaven and hell broke into my world with glory and horror." (from pages 15-16, Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper)
Is your soul dozing? Mine seems to get distracted easily. Like K a few days ago when I took her with me to pick up something at K-Mart. As we walked through the automatic doors our senses were overcome by the sights and sounds of Christmas. To our right there were eight decorated Christmas trees and dozens of large lawn decorations--from elves and lighted reindeer to an inflatable snow globe and a tremendous Mickey Mouse and friends carousel. There was an abundance of fake snow, sleigh bells and several different Christmas songs playing simultaneously. I can only describe K's reaction as similar to what I would expect at Disney. She oohed and aahed, giggled and had eyes as large as saucers.
I giggled with her. It was magical--considering we were in K-Mart. We lingered trying to take it all in. Then, as we were about to leave I saw a very small, rudimentary manger scene on the floor. It was tucked down in a mound of fake snow. It did not glitter. It did not have lights or music. It was just there waiting to be noticed...and I almost missed it.
I almost missed it. Isn't that true of so much in my life?
Today I am going to be intentional about looking for the things I am missing in my daily life. The things that, as Piper says, " if we didn't have, we would pay millions of dollars to have, but having them, ignore."
Open the eyes of my heart, Lord. Open the eyes of my heart. I want to see You. I want to see You.