Tuesday, November 20, 2012
We Interrupt to Bring You This Important Message
by Rachael Phillips
You’ve never been interrupted in the middle of a writing session, have you?
You’ve never experienced a spouse’s announcement of the dire lack of his favorite toothpaste. The outbreak of head lice or equally pestilent math homework in your daughter’s class. The phone call from a distant relative—only, not distant enough—who imprisons you for an hour with pleadings for a) money b) sympathy c) more money d) more sympathy and e) all of the above.
If you haven’t been interrupted, may I move in with you? I’m dying to see what it’s like.
I bet I will—die, not move in with you—before I experience a writing session or project without some sort of disruption.
Still, why should this surprise me? After all, people interrupted Jesus’ work, whining at His elbow, yanking on His robe, tearing off roofs (at least, my grandchildren haven’t tried that yet).
I certainly do not rate above the Master Author, who has written His love on the lives of so many and has imprinted His love on our hearts.
Yes, we can and should eliminate as many secondary distractions as we can in order to follow the calling God has given us. We may have to sacrifice membership in the Lacrosse Preservation League or the Church Carpet Committee. We may even have to say “no” to excellent causes and defy our personal Guiltzilla, who stalks us every time we don’t sign our names on someone else’s dotted line. Occasionally, changes in our phone numbers, Facebook screenings or front door locks are absolutely necessary. Our mates may even have to [*gasp*] buy their favorite toothpaste without our assistance.
Sometimes, though, opportunities appear, disguised as interruptions.
A child who is struggling in school—and the fact his mother lives a thousand miles away.
An aged parent who slogs our brains and patience with endlessly repeated stories well past their expiration date.
Fun friends who contract awful diseases.
Opportunities offered by God to stretch, to share and help absorb the pain—and to feed it in a redeemed form into our writing.
So we can interrupt others’ lives with the enriched messages He has given us.
What about you? What “interruption” has God sent you lately?