A Word....

   I actually woke up yesterday morning with a word on my mind. A word that I did not even know how to spell and surely did not know the correct meaning of. But since I had an early tee time with my group of golfers, I only had time to look it up in the online dictionary, and then go on my way.

   But there it was again this morning, sitting on my computer, seemingly waiting for more reflection on my part. Was God trying to tell me something? I'll take it as that, and so I delve deeper and try to see what meaning there is for me today in my life.

   Is it some great religious word, a word used by clerics of old, one that I can use to expand my spiritual knowledge, or just one that shows me a little more of myself? I'll decide that later.

   The word is impervious and my dictionary defines it thusly:

   incapable of being influenced, persuaded, or affected: 

   Sounds like the description of a man that cannot be moved, which, I guess, can be good or bad.

   We live in an information age. We are constantly barraged with data and opinions, things that can be spun to show a certain angle. Images can be photoshopped to give out a certain message. Words can be left out of an interview that can change the message that the speaker wanted to give out. How do we decide?

   Every four years we live through an intense political season. It seems that this year the electorate is pretty much split down the middle, depending on which poll you reference. Of course I "know" which side is right and can't understand why the opposite side is so impervious to reason on this. Could it be that I am the one who is impervious?

   No Way! All the news that I take in, the news channel that I watch, the blogs that I read, the opinions of friends around me, all point to the same logical conclusion. I am not just "set in my ways" I am "right", no doubt about it. Why can't everyone else see it the same way? Are they just impervious to reason?

   This does not have to be only about politics. It can cover the whole spectrum of life, even the spiritual. Do I have wisdom on all of this or am I just stuck in the mud? Can God still break into my rut and show me truth? I pray so.

   As I sat down this morning, the Examen.me website asked me for my prayer as I began. This is what I wrote today:

   Dear Jesus, I would claim the promise that Your mercies are new every morning. I need them this day as I have in all the previous ones, even when I don't think of that, or think that I do need them. As I sit here I'm not even sure of what all that means, but somehow sense that it is true. So be merciful to me a sinner, right now, and for ever more.
Amen

   As I end the time, my prayer would be that God would lead me in all truth, and that I would not be impervious to that.

   Amen and Amen