In which of our relationships has our pride/selfishness gotten in the way?
Has the outcome of those actions been like the butter or the blood?
What would lead to restoration, and promise of a better outcome as a result of the attitudes of our hearts?
Growing up in a family where I watched my father build relational bridges with different people, I sometimes wish I was more like the squirrel or groundhog that shares the neighborhood where my son, Ben, lives in New Hampshire. Although the properties have fences around them, the squirrels walk along the tops of the fences jumping onto the garages and trees finding connections and make their way into the back yards of all the residents, and no one seems to be offended. The groundhog makes his way through the broken places or holes dug under the fences. Yesterday, the groundhog just stopped in his tracks, took one look at me as if to say, “What’s your problem, buddy, I do this all the time. Figure it out.”
How do you find “common ground” with people around you when walls seem to keep people from knowing one another?
What are the barriers you and others build that prevents community and really knowing one another?
What are the lessons we might learn from squirrels and groundhogs?
In what ways are we today in a foreign land, longing to come to our Promised Home?
Are we engaged with our people and place well enough to weep over its needs and celebrate its victories?
Are we willing to seek blessings that come only as a byproduct of the advancements of our leaders, even if we may not agree with them?
Is this your heart’s cry?
Kutless, “In the City”