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What is the one thing that captured your wonder yesterday? Was it the fresh air that blew across your face as you stepped out your front door? Was it the quiet of the house as you went to bed? Did you encounter any wonder in your day?

So much of life is our handiwork—our accomplishments—our successes. We often miss the wonder tucked within our schedule and busy lives:

  • a child’s smile
  • the laughter of a friend
  • a teenager who does the dishes without being asked
  • a young couple learning to dance
  • an unexpected understanding from an unlikely source
  • the first show of green on an old rose bush

 

Psalm 89:5 reminds us that the heavens praise the wonders of the Lord. Why don’t we? The heavens will give way to a new heaven and earth one day, but we will live for all eternity future. Why should the heavens be more proficient at praising the wonder of the Lord than we are?

I have decided that the heavens aren’t going to be the only thing praising the wonders of the Creator. I’m determined to write one wonder each day in my journal. Care to join me? I dare you to say, “Wow God, you rock!” out loud each time you see a wonder this week.

What has captured your wonder today?

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

sneezeWhere does one find the Holy in the midst of the flu and cold season? Sickness is one of those times when holy doesn’t feel spiritual. However, here are 5 things you can do to get well soon and connect with the Holy:

1. Set the to-do list aside and give yourself permission to skip work. Unless you are Jack Bauer, the world will not end if you don’t get to work today.

2. Ask the family for help with the basic household duties. If the kids complain, go to plan B—use their college fund to hire a housekeeper.

3. Strive to keep your sense of humor. Attitudes are fragile when sickness hangs around and a little humor can preserve more than relationships. Studies show that humor promotes healing.

4. Drink lots of fluids and go to bed. Oh, and call your mother. Everyone needs a little mothering when they are sick.

5. The Great Physician has the best bedside manner. Let him minister to you even as you curl up on the couch. Play some quiet worship music and get some sleep.

What do you do to get well when you have a cold or the flu? I’d love to know as I’m still fighting this cold! Please leave your advice in the comment section below.

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

137566_stress_or_whatFinding the Holy in my daily often means responding with gentleness to the abrasive intrusions of the hour. Be it irritating drivers on the freeway or the cable company billing department, I find myself called to relate with self-controlled mindfulness.

Our large family and growing church provide continuous opportunities for criticism, thoughtless comments, and annoying attitudes to assault my air space, email inbox, telephone wires and otherwise pleasant conversations. If I am not careful in how I respond, such communications become the dictators of my own attitude.

Do you ever analyze your negative moods and realize it isn’t people who have depleted your inner peace, but your own choices in how you reacted to the actions or inactions of those people? When we respond calmly, gently, and with thought-out wisdom, we feel better about ourselves when the communication is over—we preserve our inner peace.

Of course, most abrasive intrusions are sudden and unexpected. I’m trying to learn to immediately grab my defenses before they switch into high gear and set them in a safe place within—usually a mental picture of sitting myself next to Jesus and under his right arm.

Next I try to separate the person from his actions. When I fail to do this, my shoes of peace come off and my combat boots get laced on tight. Any ensuing communication comes across as attacking the individual rather then dealing with his irritating actions.

Finally, I attempt to use a loving tone of voice and respectful words. Funny how these two things can convey a correction, apology, or difference of opinion in a way that binds rather than divides.

I’ve been practicing this stuff for some years now and still find my well-trained defenses are more dominate then I would like. But I am growing in this, and that is the whole point—to grow, change, and move forward with Jesus—not to have my act perfectly together.

How do you handle the abrasive intrusions of your day? How do you walk with the Holy in the midst of negative interruptions? I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comment section below.

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

Check back in on Wednesday for Part 2 of this series on How to Keep People from Draining the Peace Out of Your Day.

1179752_open_handsThe earth of Haiti quakes and shudders. Life ceases while news channels run endless disaster stories altering my evening TV viewing. Shock and grief glare at me. I’m amazed at my absorption in a tragedy happening thousands of miles away.

I don’t know much about Haiti except its reputation as a poor nation and its popularity with novel writers who like to sprinkle a little voodoo magic over their stories. The recent Haiti earthquake shook that land out of its insignificant and unimportant status. It survives as a tiny country currently capturing international compassion as across the globe hearts experience internal earthquakes.

Many of us do not know how to process death on such a massive scale. How do we walk with people through the process of grieving when they live so far away? Yet, this is one of our highest callings—to weep with those who weep.

To mourn with those who weep, we remember 9/11. We remember the Holocaust. These events happened. They are real. People made it through these catastrophes stronger, wiser, and with the knowledge that all of us can survive horrendous trauma and grief. Hope is based in the reality that others have experienced devastating circumstances and lived to love and laugh again. The healing process starts with shock and grief, but pushes forward in positive action.

Sometimes the Holy interrupts my day with a draw towards an event that has nothing to do with my ordinary life except to alert me to my own mortality and capture my compassion. God designed empathy to be released—mine gushed forth in tears, prayer and donations for Haiti.

How has devastated Haiti captured your heart and what are you doing about it?

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

1151807_to_doMay the Three who created,
   The Father who thought it,
   The Word who spoke it,
   The Spirit who danced over it,
Move in and through me this day,
   To think as He thinks,
   To speak as He speaks,
   To dance as He dances,
Throughout my chores and business,
   In the duties that are so ordinary—revealing the Faithful One.
   In the demands of those I serve—mirroring the Servant.
   In my cleaning and my cooking—echoing the Song.
This day and everyday,
May I be a reflection of the Three-One,
Who created all and sustains all.

              © 2008 by Susan Gaddis

I share this simple example of a Celtic Trinity prayer as a way of introducing this week’s focus on Celtic Christianity. Next week I will be conducting a three part interview with Liz Babbs, author of Celtic Treasure and an authority on Celtic Christianity. I invite you to journey with me over these next two weeks into one of my favorite realms of discovering the Holy in the daily.

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

1078391_pegsThe New Year comes. May you experience the gift of simple days where the Holy walks with the ordinary. “I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil—this is the gift of God” (Eccl. 3:12–13 NIV).

Sometimes I forget to notice the simple joys that comprise my daily routine. A morning kiss served with a cup of coffee, the fresh smell of laundry cleaned, a meal together at the end of the day—these are the threads weaving my life into holy days.

Most of us are oblivious to the Holy tucked away in the corners of our life. We want the sparkle and flashing lights that come with the announcement of angels and the riches of the wise men. But Christmas is over and a New Year awaits us. I hope this year to embrace the simple more.

In The Rest of God, Mark Buchanan comments, “This is a gift of God: to experience the sacred amidst the commonplace—to taste heaven in our daily bread, a new heaven and new earth in a mouthful of wine, joy in the ache of our muscles or the sweat of our brows.”

Where do you find the sacred amidst the commonplace? What are the simple joys that tie the Holy to your day?

Another year of living life winds down and a New Year comes. The season ahead brings hope and adventure accompanied by struggle. Not an appealing combination, but without struggle, adventure and hope cease to exist.

Much of what happens this next year will be beyond my ability or authority to control. People will frustrate me. Situations will happen that aren’t in my day planner. Joan Chittister, in her book, The Gift of Years, states that ”. . . holiness is made of dailiness, of living life as it comes to me, not as I insist it be.”

Wisdom calls me to lay down my unreal expectations and live with life as it happens—knowing that hope and adventure will dance with struggle. In that dance I will find the Holy.

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

1029014_stripedglasCleanup is not my favorite Christmas ritual. Twenty-five big and little people make lots of messes, so I cleaned the kitchen six times on Christmas. Tom took the last shift. He also bagged wrinkled wrapping paper and vacuumed before I tided up the house.

I decided this year to approach the obvious with an attitude of ritual. The seasons, patterns, and decor of holidays vary, but the ritual of cleanup remains. Recognizing it as part of the holy in the “holyday” creates a place for honoring Christ in the mundane part of the celebration.

A. W. Tozer once said, “It is not what a man does that determines whether his work is sacred or secular, but why he does it.” Approaching the kitchen sink as holy ground cradles my work in a positive perspective. Sitting to rest my back every so often also helps.

I don’t know what my job assignment will be in the new heaven or new earth, but my resume will definitely list: “Exceptional Maid, Cook, and Bottle Washer.” I hope it also notes, “Works with a positive attitude.”

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

932372_stand_alone_treeHave you ever felt a twinge of loneliness slip in at Christmas? I have, and not for lack of family or holiday spirit—both abound at my house. 

Such moments sneak up unexpectedly, unbalancing expectations and causing me to wonder if my emotional health is declining. My husband is the one who suffers depression, not me—at least that is my reasoning.

Yet, I’m learning that part of experiencing the Holy includes visitations of loneliness, whether in the quiet of my study or hosting a holiday party. How can I long for God if I do not know the feel of lonely? How can Christmas have any depth unless I first experience aloneness?

Advent calls us to wait—wait for the One who has said he will never leave us or forsake us. What twinges of loneliness have marked your days this Advent season? How well are you waiting?

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

1152283_airportChristmas is unwrapped in Holy disorder. It is God’s fault. Life escalates the excitement, stress, and extra activities during this season.

A census issued by Caesar Augustus wasn’t great timing as far as Mary and Joseph were concerned. Who wants to travel the week of your due date? Imagine Mary’s discomfort at nine months pregnant riding a donkey. For Joseph, there was the pressure of finding lodging in an over populated Bethlehem.

Who cleaned out the manger and set up the delivery corner in the stable where Christ was born? Who tidied up the birthing mess? What does one do with unexpected shepherds showing up shortly after the birth? Coffee and cookies?

Perhaps the Christmas Pageant captures the Holy best when the angels stumble over their lines, the shepherds miss their cue, or Joseph picks his nose. Children tend to embrace the Holy hidden in our humanness. Adults often miss it.

This year embrace the messy house, crowded mall, extra baking, unexpected company, and the disarray of Christmas week. Sometimes disorder is Holy.

What Holy disorder is unwrapping for you this week?

In Him together, Susan Gaddis

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