Musings in a Traffic Jam

The sunrise was breathtaking this morning. As I peered in my rearview mirror and saw the first bit of morning climbing up. The dark night sky pulled up like a snagged curtain in a cheap hotel. Brilliant orange shining through  horizons window. Getting closer and closer to the city. Farther and farther from my beloved mountains and foothills. They are my home now. More sunlight in the east now, the mountains blush. A light pink blush on the peaks like on the peaks of a little one’s cheeks after playing in the cold snow.

It was breathtaking.

I considered taking pictures, but my little iPhone through the muddied windshield  would not have  satisfactorily captured the painting from God’s fingertips.

Screech of tires, brake lights flashing, barely stopped in time.

It’s a traffic jam already. I check the clock. I still have time to make it. I looked down from the hill I was currently (and probably would be for a while) stopped on at the seemingly never ending line of brake lights. Sigh. Even when I leave 30 minutes early, I’m still going to be scrambling for the copier and I won’t have time to set up my projector, light my candle, or turn on the sparkly lights In my classroom before the students stream in with their questions, stories and soft hearts.

I rebuke myself for my selfish thoughts and secretly hope maybe God was too busy to notice that little moment of depravity.

Nope. He heard. My heart makes me instantly aware.

I start to wonder, what is he seeing right now? What is on his heart as he looks at the same traffic jam?
“Who are all these people?” “Where are they going?”

“Where are they going to spend their eternity?”

“Dear Lord, help me to see my selfishness, help me to see the world as you see it. Help me to see these people not as brake lights and bad drivers but as souls like mine, all going somewhere…. Where?”

Looked down from a broken sky,

Traced out by the city lights:

My world from a mile high.

Best seat in the house tonight.

Touched down on the cold black top…

Hold on for the sudden stop.

Breath in the familiar shock

Of confusion, and chaos.

All those people going somewhere…

Why have I never cared?

Give me Your eyes for just one second

Give me Your eyes so I can see

Everything that I keep missing

Give me Your love for humanity

Give me Your arms for the broken-hearted

Ones that are far beyond my reach.

Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten

Give me Your eyes so I can see…..

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