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May Day! May Day!



I am musing...

About May Day! May Day!

 Today is May Day! 5/1/20!

I love May Day. It symbolizes flowers and renewal and friendship. Fun and new beginnings!!

But today I woke up with a realization.

I felt like I needed to send out a distress signal. May Day! May Day!

Why?

I am feeling oppressed. It hit me. That word. Oppressed. We hear about praying for the oppressed. Fighting for the oppressed. Caring about the oppressed.

It sounds good, noble and Christ like. It is what we are called to do.

Yet, in my heart of hearts, I could not identify. I have been spoiled and blessed beyond blessed. I honestly have never felt the sting of a lack of freedom. Never looked at others and felt like they had it so much better then I. I was never made to feel that I was "less then" or "less blessed."

Being honest here. That does not mean that I did not have a sense of compassion for the hurting and challenged. I do. Deeply. I cry when I read about their plights. I do pray for them. I try to help when and how I can.

But I have never truly understood. And I know I still don't.

But now I do....a little.
You see, I love controlling my calendar. I love going where I want to go, doing what I want to do and seeing who I want to see. I always tried to let the Holy Spirit help me plan my life. But from then on...I rested in the freedom I had to organize my calendar so that as many things worked out as possible. And the most joyful engagements I would schedule are those moments, those weekends, with our physically distant kids and their precious kiddos. And now, during this Covid season...I am being told what I can and can not do, where I can and can not go. And it makes me feel oppressed.

So Lord, I come to you in needy prayer,
I am sending out a distress signal....May Day! May Day!!

Help me Lord to lean on your Holy Spirit, once again, to help me discern these feelings. Give me wisdom to know how to react and respond.

And help my heart to grow more compassionate for those who are truly oppressed.

May this May Day be a day of renewal and refreshing as I dig deeper into your Word and the Truth's of your sovereignty and love. May I take in the beauty around me and count the blessings that abound.

May I, Lord....





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