When God was working out creation (however he did it seems moot to me), each step was followed by a reflection where the text says, “And God saw that it was good.”
I’ve noticed something about me. I seldom stop after completing a task and simply enjoy the good of its completion. I shoot off almost immediately to the next to-do on my “To-do” list. And it dawned on me today: What if the stretched emptiness I often feel in my soul while plowing through my days comes because I simply fail to enjoy what has been done each step of the way—to declare its good?
The Apostle Paul claimed that we are to “give thanks in all things,” and that this habitual giving of thanks is “the will of God” for us (1 Th. 5:18). I don’t give thanks “in all things.” Actually, (I’m sorry to report) I seldom give thanks. And it is this revelation that is giving rise to my suspicion that this is one of the central reasons I often feel my life is more treadmill and rat race than gift.
The pursuit of the “next” with the accompanying feeling that what I have just accomplished was probably only a distraction from what I-really-should-have-already-done, makes life fairly dreadful.
Dare I pause? Mini-Sabbath? What if I stop, reflect and smile at the good that was just done—the stuff I did with my best effort (and I do tend to “best-effort” just about everything I engage in [another blessing/serious problem]). Dare I start stopping and giving thanks for what’s finished? Something about that hints pride to me, or maybe procrastination from the next to-do. But what if I’m wrong?
God paused, reflected, enjoyed and declared as good—his work. He tells us that he wills for us to give thanks, which is all about pausing, reflecting, enjoying and declaring something as good. This has not been my way. Methinks I should start trying it.
I’m giving thanks as we speak…(Lord, writing this reflection has been good…)
I’m pausing/reflecting…feeling less dread…
…actually, I’m feeling a tad of that eternal peace dawning …
OK…I think I’m ready…