A couple of days in to January, we took our Christmas tree down at work. It was fake, so after taking the tinsel and homemade decorations off, we deconstructed its parts and packed it back in to a rather large box. The box was starting to fall apart so we secured it with green string and put it in the corridor whilst we considered where best to store it.
We really must find a place for that tree. We really must move it. Tomorrow. Sure
And yet its still there today as we enter the second week of February. We now pass it every day in the corridor, we appear to have become blind to it, despite how obtrusive it is.
How quickly we stop seeing things regardless of how obvious they are. When we see something enough times, the impact of it seems to fade.
And where else in our lives is this happening, what other corridors, alleys, roads and parks do we walk down and through each day and no longer see what or who is there, right in front of us?
Let us pray;
Holy Spirit,
Open our eyes today, not to that which is new, but to that which has always been there. To that which we have wrongly become accustom to, immune to, ignorant of.
Open our eyes to those things that made us uncomfortable, and so to make ourselves feel better we found away to create a blind spot, a way of seeing yet not seeing, of walking and walking past.
Let us take a deep breath and allow you to give us the courage we need to look and really see.
Let us start by putting the Christmas tree away and then not stop, may we tend to everything that we pass this day. May we tend to everyone that we pass this day.
Amen!
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