Something to Ponder …
No more yard sales for a while. Yay! We had our last one … mark my words … last weekend. And it will be a LONG WHILE before we have another. As anyone who has ever been involved in a garage sale or yard sale can attest, they are a lot of work!
There’s all the work that goes into getting ready for the sale. During the sale, there’s the hurry up and wait, catching up with neighbors, and getting to know new friends … which is tons of fun for me. And afterwards, there’s the work of donating or disposing of items that didn’t find new homes with bargain shoppers.
I’m not telling you anything new, am I? You know this from your own experience with farmers’ markets, church bazaars, concession stands, auctions, and the like. The same is true with putting up buildings or fences, painting barns, decks, or fences, decorating for prom or another festivity, preparing for and cleaning up after, well, anything. The work is on the front end. And the back end. But the middle … that’s where the fun is. The joy. The good stuff.
But what if God didn’t intend for us to think of work as punishment or a chore, but simply as an essential part of who we are?
That book of sacred writings that we read from sometimes says: In the beginning, God created. Creating creation was certainly work, don’t you think? And it must have been hard work at that! Yet, at each stage of the process … early, middle, end … God said it was good. Throughout God’s work of creating all of heaven and earth, God delighted in all of the work!
That sacred text also says: God created humankind in God’s image. Which I take to mean, not that we look like God, but that we have attributes and characteristics of God. We can create like God. Work like God. Find joy in the work God calls us to.
Divine Worker, you called Adam and Eve to work in the garden. They partnered with you so that all creation might flourish. May we hear your call to all varieties of work. May we see all aspects of work as meaningful, purposeful, and joyful. Grace and peace … --Pastor Pat