Under Construction.

roadEvery Monday through Friday morning, a couple of my kids, my mom and I get together and read devotions. The theme for this morning was Under Construction. Mom reminded me of the stretch of I-20 between the city where I grew up and the city where I went to college and how we have never known it to be completely free of construction. Not even now, all these years after I graduated. I was also reminded of stretches of road I have driven in California and between Oregon and Washington that never quite get done, either. Yet I have made peace with all of those roads in the interest of getting where I need to go geographically. What if I try harder to accept (not condone, but simply and peacefully abide the reality of ) more of the brokenness of  people I encounter in the interest of getting where I need to go in life?

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