But first, Dad wanted me to move some chairs. Last summer, all of us progeny had contributed to a beautiful island of plants and trees that the folks wanted, and the centerpiece of the island was a bench. Dad wanted to start a neighborhood movement to put benches near the curb where walkers could sit and rest as they walked about the development. After a year, no one else in the neighborhood has set out benches and only one group of people has ever sat on his bench. Dad is convinced this is because there are not enough chairs on his island. He wanted me to move two plastic lawn chairs from the back yard to the island.
"Are you sure?" I asked, "It is such a beautiful, classy island. I think the plastic chairs will cheapen it. Besides Dad, I doubt the reason no one is sitting on your bench is insufficient seating."
"I want the chairs on the island," he insisted.
Who was I to argue? I moved the chairs to his island.
A few minutes later, my mom came outside. She quietly picked up the chairs and carried them back to the back yard. I was busy with my other yard work, so smiled and chuckled but said not a word.
A few minutes later, my Dad came out. He went and retrieved the chairs from the back yard and carried them back to the front yard. I thought for sure he was about to put them back on the island, but fortunately he veered off to the side front yard and placed them by a little wrought iron table there.
I thought it was amusing that my daily bible reading began with this verse:
But you, dress yourself for work; arise, and say to them everything that I command you. Do not be dismayed by them, lest I dismay you before them. (Jeremiah 1:17)
In other words, our job is not to pay attention to any of the contention or turmoil around us. Our job is to "dress for work", to do God's will, and to obey to the nth degree what He tells us to do. It is very easy to be distracted by the world with all its skirmishes. Don't be. Pay attention to what God is commanding and don't deviate.
I continued my work and wondered who would burst out of the house next and where the chairs would end up. However, the door remained closed, and the chairs remained where they were. I breathed a sigh of relief. No one else emerged from the house and détente was achieved.
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What a wonderful story and message!
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