I make my lists.
I plan my days.
I look at the beauty before me
And anticipate
The sense of accomplishment I’ll feel
At the end of my day’s journey.
The sky’s wide open,
Filled with promise
And opportunity.
And then,
The diversion comes…
Can you..?
Will you..?
Would you..?
OK, I respond.
And my grand plans
Fly off without me.
The horizon
Seems even farther away.
How will I ever get there
With all these interruptions?
And then it dawns on me…
These diversions…
These people…
Are not an interruption.
In them
Is my real purpose…
Those scheduled stopovers
On the way to
My Ultimate Destination.
Of course
There are distractions and requests
That are not mine to pursue.
But I must be willing,
Ever willing,
To see people
Through the eyes of love.
…whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me [Jesus] (Matthew 25:40, NIV).