Sitting for too long is not good for us. Body parts can seize up and movement becomes slower and perhaps a little more difficult.
This made me think of my poor car. It has been sitting in the garage for six weeks with only one five-minute outing in all that time. I thought of all the fluids a car needs to use to keep it mobile. Mine was not using its fluids at all. I thought of the brakes…would they seize up after all that sitting? I thought of the tires; would they flatten with the weight of the auto body sitting on them all that time without movement?
Feeling a little guilty, I took my car out for some exercise yesterday. The brakes groaned their thanks, the tires happily hummed along the roads, and the gas tank gurgled its pleasure. All the other fluids silently came to life doing their singular jobs of keeping their vehicle running smoothly. I was particularly proud of the engine; it did not balk once at being called into action after a six week hiatus.
For sure it was an exercise in movement for the car as well as me. I got to lift my foot on and off the gas pedal and brake, shift my torso in and out of the vehicle, flick my fingers over the signals, and my hands and arms engaged in steering a thirty-three-hundred or so hunk of metal around bends and curves.
That was yesterday. Today my car and I will go back to sitting. Happy Saturday.
Help us to overcome the obstacles that prevent us from enjoying a closer relationship with you.
Grant us the patience of Job, the wisdom of Solomon and the faith of Mary.
Help us to remember that the cross is the crux of our Christianity.
When we are unsure, help us to take the action we feel is right for the good of all and rely on Spirit to make any necessary adjustments along the way.
Grant us the courage and boldness to speak the truth of your word to our families and friends and may your Holy Spirit open their hearts and draw them to you. Thank You, Lord.
It was a conversation with a friend that brought this little poem to my attention yesterday. It made me aware of how helpless we sometimes feel when things happen beyond our control; things like suffering, wars, crimes, accidents, lying, cheating, stealing, needless hurting, senseless behavior; you get the picture. And we think, that’s terrible but what can I do about it? Examining the words of this little poem, provides food for thought, and poses the question, “What is the something I can do?” And then we realize that not all things are beyond our control, and indeed we should not refuse to do the one something we can, however humble it may be.
I am only one
by Edward Everett Hale
I am only one,
But still I am one.
I cannot do everything,
But still I can do something;
And because I cannot do everything,
I will not refuse to do the something I can do.
Edward Everett Hale (1822-1909) was an American author, historian, and Unitarian minister.