So much of what I spend the majority of my time and energy on is intangible, invisible. It’s important and I enjoy a lot (though not all) of it.
For the first part of this week though, I have the opportunity to work outside. I still don’t feel great from being sick last week, but there’s something very gratifying about the physical labor that’s been making me so dirty, sweaty and sore the past couple of days.
It doesn’t require a lot of thought or create any stress and I can look back over where I’ve toiled to see visible, positive difference. It’s a nice change of pace.
And at the end of this week, we get to spend two entire days with other people who are themselves laboring to follow the Way of Jesus with their lives. Just another opportunity to see some fruit develop as a result of countless hours of labor—some of it invisible and some of it very hands-on, but all a privilege because nothing we do actually creates fruit, right? A fruitful life comes out of a holy partnership with the Divine.
This is the purpose to which I dedicate my sweat and my tears.
“May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face shine on us—so that your ways may be known on earth, your salvation among all nations.”