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In the wee hours of the morning, knees bent on the hardwood floor, daily I ask Jesus to open my eyes. I urge Him to provide opportunities, to bring me alongside hurting people and reveal His agenda to shine Jesus right out into the world. And even though I pray these words, and I sincerely believe He will do it, I am often too daft to see it coming!

Normally, in life, I send letters (yes, pieces of paper in an envelope – remember them?) by dropping them into a random mailbox as I happen to drive by. Occasionally, I leave them at my favourite post office outlet where the attendants are amazing examples of friendly customer service. But a few weeks ago, I decided to walk the five blocks and drop them in the letterbox at the end of the street.

As I marched along, delighting in the summer air and feeling pretty darn proud of myself for exercising, I noticed something weird. An older woman was sitting on her driveway. Items were scattered around her, and initially, I thought she was doing chalk drawings on the cement.

“Isn’t that interesting?” I thought. “Good for her for being creative, and at her age!”

At that very moment, a desperate plea interrupted my delusion.

“Help! Could you please help me?”

The woman had fallen and the items strewn about were various cans and fruit, ejected from the grocery bag on impact. My eyesight is clearly not all it used to be. The dear lady had been laying helpless on the ground for twenty minutes, and was genuinely relieved to see me strolling by. Sister, this was the first time I had walked to mail letters in months!

Sister, can you imagine what we would see if we determined to pay attention to the people around us? If we listened to God’s nudge in our daily life? If each of us asked Him for divine meetings and watched to see it happen?

Lord, open our eyes!

Phil 2:3-4 NASB Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility consider one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests, but also for the interests of others.

Tess Scott

Tess Scott

Tess is a wife, a mom of 8 boys and Grami (with a heart above the i ) to 9 adorable grandchildren. She loves antiques at auction, reading a good fiction novel and soaking up the sun in her backyard with her bff.

One Comment

  • Cathy says:

    Ok I got it. How are many times Lord do you need to remind me of this truth. It’s a joy to serve you why do I let the enemy distract me. Show me what to do today at this moment and the moments to come.