May 14, 2018
Watching Paint Dry
This I command you: love one another.
I'm taking a stand in defense of paint. Specifically, paint drying. What is it we say when we want to express deadly dullness? "It's like watching paint dry."
Well, the other day, I watched some paint dry. It was actually [i]not[/i] the most boring thing I've ever done. That second coat initially looked to be a completely different shade than the original, but as the minutes passed, the colors melded and the texture smoothed out. It was a slow and almost imperceptible process, but change did happen.
Jesus has commanded--yes, commanded--me to love. But does it matter? Does it really make a difference? Here, in daily life, the impact of obeying that commandment can be hard to discern.
But when I am patient and really look, I can, indeed, see change. Life becomes something different when forgiveness and mercy reign. Slow in coming, perhaps, but still very, very real.
Jesus, today I'll love, trusting that it will bear fruit.
- Amy Welborn
Acts 1:15-17, 20-26|Psalm 113:1-8|John 15:9-17