With summer traffic causing delays and frustrations that send tempers rising, we might pause to take a look at our inner summer traffic. So often we feel "stuck" with the same slow pace of our spiritual transformation and the impossibility of "being perfect as our heavenly father is perfect." Little conflicts keep us crawling along the road to love of neighbor, and demands keep coming our way for help and assistance so much so that we never seem to escape the role of caretaker or provider. Such a request appeared this morning: a plea for $1000.00 to save the eyesight of a Rwandan student, who without an expensive operation will be blind. Yes, we are stuck in traffic...seems to be the human condition, but do we ever look up and see that, hey, that's an ice cream truck in front of me"? " Not so bad...if traffic really stops, I'll buy some ice cream while I'm waiting here." Life is a mixture of traffic and ice cream trucks. Dear God, open my eyes to see the ice cream truck ahead of me.
Bro. Rene
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