People see God every day, they just
don't recognize him. ~Pearl Bailey
God enters by a private door into each
individual. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
My mother used
to marvel at how I could create a dinner quickly and with very few ingredients.
Flattered at the time, I now realize those early meal endeavors were not my genius and
had very little to do with my talent.
Later, she told
me how incredible it was that I could go out and earn money simply by using my
wits and bubbly personality. Of course, there was more to it than that, but the
intangible aspect of advertising did make my family wonder about my product, my
nice suits and fast car. My product was ‘space’ and it wasn't the final
frontier. During those years, I placed a lot of emphasis on teamwork and never
felt that my ideas were the sole reason clients loved our newspaper. I was part
of a daily jigsaw puzzle that needed ink, graphic artists, pressmen, reporters,
circulation staff and a publisher. Now I look back and realize there was
something even more important helping me along. This something is stronger than
anything on Earth and back in those days I wouldn't have known how to explain
it to anyone—this invisible force opened doors, helped me smile when my
pantyhose ripped or my car’s air conditioner went on the blink and made
normally cranky, overworked businessmen listen to my sales pitch--on top of all
that, I wasn't even aware of this incredible phenomenon and worked like an
underground army ant in total oblivion.
Today, I’m
cognizant and extremely grateful. If I make a dinner and it doesn't quite taste
or look the way I expected, there’s still gentle reassurance coming from my
loving husband who will eat anything I prepare, while telling me he loves it.
Again, the unconditional love coming through to me, building me up and
reminding me I am important.
(My post today
is about small things that move us along-- not the coping mechanisms and
magic assisting us during tragedy and painful loss-- which is miraculous and
worthy of a deeper discussion.)
In conclusion,
every one of us is important. (If someone jumped in front of you in line at the
coffee place this morning, maybe tomorrow, you’ll get a quicker line or fresher
coffee. Maybe they’ll be offering a two for one coupon for customers coming
back the next day with a friend and it's fair to consider that the one who jumped in front of you might
have been hurrying to a hospital. Only God knows everyone’s story.)
Summary:
The intangible
love of God surrounds everyone.
He knows what you need.
Whether you pray or not, He wants to help.
Have you noticed this too?
Thank you, Eve--I read this at a time when I needed it most.
ReplyDeleteSo you see, you're right!
That was wonderful. We all need to hear it. God loves His children and wants to do everything He can for us.
ReplyDeleteJust a wonderful post today.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I wonder how I got through all the horrible (still on going) things in my life.
Like you said God is everywhere we just need to open our hearts.
cheers, parsnip
Wonderfully said, Eve.
ReplyDeleteVery succinct and true! Thanks, Eve. :)
ReplyDeleteSo true. I can see where He was when I look back at my life.
ReplyDeletePerfect post, and even if we know this, we must remember this simple statement.
ReplyDeleteWe are far too hard on ourselves. This is a great reminder!
ReplyDeleteEve, your touching, sensible post makes lots of sense! We all need to be kinder to each other and our selves. I also loved your quote from Pearl Bailey. Excellent post, my friend!
ReplyDeleteI don't believe in a god, but I do believe that it is extremely important to treat each other with respect and kindness, because that is the right thing to do. This post reminds me of one of my favourite sayings, "Be kinder than necessary. Everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."
ReplyDeleteThanks Eve!
I'm so loving this read! We fail to see God in others so we fail to treat them with respect and show them love. Sad to say, others don't behave like they deserve such treatment as well so it's hard to see God in them.
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