So there was this moment when someone, a casual observer, said that Connie was blessed to have so many friends and family members who love her and I wanted to say “Connie has worked hard to cultivate these relationships.”
I was talking to an old college friend this morning, someone who remembers me when, and we were talking about how for all our talk about family values as a nation, we really don’t get that mothering & nurturing are arts, no different that writing or painting. It helps to have a little bit of natural skill or leanings that way but to be effective any natural gifting has to be cultivated. You have to study upon it. You have to observe the people who are really skilled at it and those who are really bad at it and determine the difference between the two. And then you have to be intentional about how you go about putting it into practice.
Connie, in all things, has lived every day with purpose and intention. It’d be easy to look at her example and say Well, that’s just how God made her. And while it’s true, partly, that all our gifts are a result of God’s intention as Creator God, in no way should we diminish our role in all of this.
Are we measuring our steps? Are we leading purposeful lives? Are we doing that thing that God created us for? Are we cultivating relationships that matter?
It’s raining today.
Yesterday in Salem I noticed two glorious pink dogwoods in bloom. They used to grow native in the south, those pink dogwoods. They were all over the place. It’s hard to find them in the wild like that any more. I was telling Connie that later and she said she wished she could have seen them.
“What a beautiful world God has created for us to enjoy,” she said.
Yes. He did.
Purpose this day to enjoy it. Fully.