Interruptions

Mr. Bill rarely gets frustrated, but he and Danny’s weed eater almost came to blows today. Now, I’m not sure how you handle troublesome-ness and I wasn’t outside to witness the “prayer meeting” between the two, but what I do know is soon we were on our way to get a milkshake. Okay!

Claire Cloninger writes, “Henri Nouwen, in his book, Out of Solitude, tells of an old Notre Dame professor who had always complained his work was constantly being interrupted. Like so many of us, he longed for the freedom to concentrate fully on what he considered important. Late in his life, however, the professor came to realize what he wished he had known all along: that the interruptions were his work ... The interruptions are the work. The pieces are the whole. We cannot wait for a total, personal revelation of all that God has for us to be handed down in one lump sum. God reveals Himself to us bit by spiritual bit. Even our broadest visions and our highest goals, once we know them, must be broken down and lived out in the small particulars of our everyday lives if they are to have meaning.”