I arrived in the conference room right at the meeting time, as I pretty much always tried to to, and I was the only one in the room. The culture at this particular place that I worked at a long time ago was very well known, that meetings pretty much never, ever started on time. And if they did start on time, one or two of the key decision makers would inevitably show up about 10 minutes into the meeting, since they were critical to the process then the meeting would have to rewind and start all over again. So, in effect, I was early. This was the executive conference room on the 24th floor, the top floor of the building, and it afforded a great view of the water, the bridge, and the city skyline. Of course, I chose my ultra comfortable chair at the expansive wooden conference table (the executives get all the good stuff) so that as the meeting took place I could occasionally view the outside world from a perspective that I rarely got to see. I strolled over to the window and I looked down. And way down on the ground I saw one of our parking lots, since this location was downtown in a major city, parking was always difficult to find. In fact it often was so difficult that if you got into the office after 8:00 a.m. you could pretty much be assured that you would be hiking quite a distance to get into your building in the complex. This meeting was taking place around 10:00 a.m. so by this time in the day parking was extremely difficult to obtain. And in that lot I spied one car going up and down the rows, ever so slowly searching out an open parking spot. I glanced over to the far left edge of the lot, and right there was a spot open. In my mind I started telling the driver just where that prized parking spot was, and I think that even way up there on the 24th floor I was pointing to the spot, trying to will the driver to keep going, and they would be awarded the parking spot that they so desired. Alas, the driver gave up and exited the lot, and for a few minutes the prized spot stayed vacant. I imagine that the driver had a very long distance to walk to get into their building. To me, it truly was a shame, here’s this prime parking spot that someone was looking for and then gave up, they didn’t reap the rewards of their effort. And as I gazed there, I had a realization. In one very small and perhaps seemingly insignificant incident, I saw things from God’s perspective.
Too often, I am the driver of that car, I’m striving to achieve something, anything, and I try, and try, and try. Only then I get discouraged and dwell on my current situation. I get mired in the weeds, and I don’t see the big picture. I lose sight of the goal, and turn away. And all the time, God is there, willing me on, sending me to the ultimate prize, but I give up and I drive away, out of the lot, and away from where God is leading me. In the midst of my opposition, I fail to see the blessings that God is currently bestowing on me, and those that he has just within my reach, down another row of the parking lot.
I can get really mired in times of opposition, those situations that tend to overwhelm me. And, many times in the past, all I could see are the weeds that were all around me. I forgot to look to those things and situations that God has blessed me with. Perhaps it was kind word, perhaps it’s being in the right place to avoid an accident on the road, perhaps it’s a beautiful flower, perhaps it’s a smile from my husband, or a pat on the back. It may be a big blessing or a small blessing, and God places them along my way to assure me that I can keep on going, and to trust that He has everything in control. It’s taken me a long, long time to get to that place where utter faith carries me through each and every circumstance that I face. I’m not perfect, sometimes I fail to recognize God’s blessings, but for the most part, I think that I do. He’s giving me blessings each and every day, sometimes many blessings in one day.
James 1:17 ESV: Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow!