"May you be strengthened with all power, according to his glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy," - Colossians 1:11
We have a couple of those solar dancey things on the window sill in the living room. The flower is Raz’s, a reward from his piano teacher for practicing. The frog was given to me by a friend at Course of Study. She lived by the acronym F.R.O.G. (Fully Rely On God) and knew how much I needed the reminder to do so also. To be honest, I kept it stashed away in a box with my stuff for school hoping I could avoid her suggestion.
When I dug out the frog to place next to the flower, I thought maybe it had stopped working. As soon as the morning sun crossed the edge of the sill, the flower would start merrily bopping along, celebrating the sunshine. The frog, not so much. It turned out the solar panel just needed a good cleaning. Wiped clean, the light motivated the swing.
Still, the flower is always the first one to get moving in the morning. The frog evidently needs brighter sunlight. But if I give it a little nudge, even when there isn’t enough light to get it started on its own, there it goes. A little help gets it swinging along as well as its bopping companion. And once it gets moving, it keeps going, no problem. Apparently, hammocks are just a bit weightier than petals and leaves.
In our lives, sometimes it’s easy to bop along. Our solar panels are spick and span and ready to receive the light of Christ. And He’s just pouring His power into our lives, bright as can be. There’s no problem energizing our innermost joy on those days. But sometimes (only every so often, right?), we could use a little cleaning up. Even in His brightest light, we’re immobilized because we’ve blocked access to our hearts. We need to get back to those ways we open ourselves to receive His light and grace, they need to be dusted off, decluttered and turned to the Son.
We also have to admit, there are those days the light just seems too dim for us to get rockin’. Even though our solar panels are spotless and waiting desperately, our lives have grown weighty and we could use an extra little nudge. Acknowledging this about ourselves, we have to be open to noticing it in those who share our window sill. Too often we assume they could use a good cleaning or perhaps Christ is selectively excluding the inactive from His brightness. Or we figure they just need to be more patient through the morning haze. More often, we too easily get so caught up in our own joy that we sit bopping along oblivious to those who struggle under the weight of life. But as people of Christ, we are meant to be a community that dances and rejoices together. The responsibility for a loving nudge then, is ours- each of ours and all of ours. There is a proverb (not scriptural, but truth all the same), “Shared joy is double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow.” How much more powerful and enduring when the joy we share is in Christ.
Bopping and rockin’, and grateful for the nudge,