To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common--this is my symphony.
~William Henry Channing

Monday, October 12, 2009

Have you considered the word 'good' lately? We don't use it often in our society anymore. We are a people of excess even in our speech. Something isn't's awesome. Consequently awesome as a word is practically meaningless and to say that something is 'good' is to imply that something is just okay.
But you know what? God didn't step back on the sixth day of creation and say, "Whooooaaaa! This is fantabulous!" As a matter of fact, from the first day on God said, "This is good." Then on that final day it was 'very good'.
In my mind it implies strength. It is a strong, steadfast word. For something to be good makes me think it is lasting and sturdy. My marriage to Rob is's solid and true. I like the word good. There is much good in my life.
Our new bedroom is rather large. Lately it is becoming the meeting place at the end of any given day for our family. Friday night we all just hung out in our bedroom for over an hour. On the bed, playing on the computer, rolling around on the floor...all seven of us.
It was good.
Saturday afternoon some friends joined us for our Sabbath meal. Six adults and nine children...and it was a feast. The kids played and the grown ups talked about the problem with evil and fear and faith.
It was good.
Yesterday some other friends came over and brought us homemade chicken soup and fresh bread still warm from the oven. Now, these particular friends happen to have company in from out of town and when we tried to discourage them from going to the extra trouble we were firmly told, "Look, you don't have a choice. We want to do this for you."
And it was good.
Not just tasty good, but good to let someone show their affection for our family. To let someone 'communitize' us.
Tonight, Rob is taking his Greek midterm. With his class schedule and all the other things going on we can overlook all the good in our lives. But tonight, I am listening to the laughter of my children, knowing that my husband is growing in his knowledge and ability to lead our church and I know that it is good.
Life is good. God is good.