A Quiet Heart Is…Not Rattled By Interruptions
Very rarely does a day pass that every item on the to-do list gets marked off.
My google calendar has more overlapping brightly colored blocks than white space.
Peek into my life on the weeks before an international trip and you will glimpse the definition of OCD! Charts of where each child is supposed to be and when, spreadsheets of schedules, packing lists and to-do lists. I am the epitome of Proverbs 19.21 that says, “Many are the plans in a person’s heart.”
Unfortunately for my heart, there is a second part of that verse that reads, “BUT it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.”
Ouch! I like my purposes to prevail, my plans to succeed.
And interruptions? I am ashamed to admit they can reveal an ugly heart in me quicker than most anything else.
Children have created a greater need for all these schedules in my life but have also been my greatest reminder that interruptions are so often God’s Divine appointments.
I may make a plan for the day but boo-boo’s happen that need a bandaid and mommy’s kisses. Dinner should be on the table by 6:00 but sitting with my daughter while she proudly shows me that first book she can read on her own means dinner can wait. Fevers mean working from home while I cuddle with a child in my lap. Walks can take precedence over cleaning or homework can push back the time we leave for church.
But then there are the interruptions in my day that I can sometimes get frustrated with. A co-worker needs to talk about the painful family situation she finds herself in while a deadline looms over my head. A friend needs help moving while my house remains a wreck because I haven’t been home a single night in weeks.
If I don’t guard my heart and hold my plans loosely, people around me in need can turn into interruptions in my schedule instead of opportunities to be the Body of Christ and show love.
When we lived in the Middle East, we saw what a truly person-oriented culture (instead of task-oriented) looks like. People felt free to just show up on our doorstep and stay for hours. You ran out to get a meal to prepare if afternoon tea turned into dinner. When you showed up late for an appointment it was completely normal to say, “oh, I stayed talking with this friend or helping out that person.”
The person you were with took precedence over another commitment.
It was painful sometimes to live on “Egyptian time” but also beautiful to see people as the purpose, not the distraction.
Today I am praying for a quiet heart – the kind that is not rattled by interruptions, that can break plans to fulfill the Lord’s purpose.
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