... in the refuse collection
The drone of the refuse lorries moving slowly down our road first thing in the morning is a weekly routine in my area. In the past I have sometimes regarded this sound as an unwelcome distraction to my prayer but today I was filled with gratitude.
How blessed I am to live in a country where my rubbish is disposed of safely and conveniently. All through the pandemic crisis, dedicated people have continued working, sometimes suffering low pay and little thanks, just so that people like me can live healthily and safely. I realise how much I can take for granted.
All that is required on my part is a little effort and discipline in sorting and preparing the various items. I put it all in bags and boxes and within a few minutes I am free of clutter for another week.
But on reflection, the Lord offers me much more than this too.
If I set aside the time on a daily basis and open my heart to Him in prayer, he will allow me to let go of all the internal debris that is accumulating in my head! By turning towards Him in silence, he heals and frees me from the anxieties and stresses that are building up. He invites me to begin each day with a clean slate; a fresh start to experience His love and compassion.
“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning.....” Lamentations 3:22-23