To Be Interruptible

We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God.
― Dietrich Bonhoeffer

We may ignore, but we can nowhere evade, the presence of God. The world is crowded with Him. He walks everywhere incognito. And the incognito is not always easy to penetrate. The real labor is to remember to attend. In fact to come awake. Still more to remain awake.
~C.S. Lewis from “Letters to Malcolm: Chiefly on Prayer”

I’ve worked hard in my professional life to be interruptible;  my patients, colleagues and staff need to be able to stop my momentum at any time to ask a question, get an opinion or redirect my attention to something more important.  As a physician, it is crucial that I remain prioritized from outside my field of vision as I don’t always know where I’m needed most.

In my personal life, I struggle with interruptions happening outside my control.  I feel imposed upon when things don’t flow as I hoped or planned– after all,  this is MY life.

Yet…

God interrupts.  God interferes.  God intervenes.  God intrudes.  God intercedes.

As He must because He is God. And I must be ready, accepting, answering His grace with grace.

It is HIS life living within me, His plan, His timing, His priorities.

Not mine.

Never mine.

7 thoughts on “To Be Interruptible

  1. You totally captured this topic! And sometimes the interruptions are delicious! I had one of those today. A friend I hadn’t seen in 2 years arrived at the cashier stand right when I did, and we enjoyed a good catch-up. The best part was her story of the horse she and God transformed from an angry, disobedient, scared, underfed, uncared for Friesian horse who is now, after 3 years (!) a lover. It was a great interruption of MY time! (I get it, Emily!) Thank you.

  2. Yes. His life living within me. This is the essence of our faith: Christ in me.

  3. Amen, Amen a second time. I may not always remember to thank God for his perfectly-timed, compassionate ‘interruptions’ — especially when I am headed full force into a cleverly-disguised mine field or an ominous precipice. The warning comes as a tiny voice inside my head – and then, often more urgently, from my soul where the Holy Spirit speaks a warning to me. Assurance, again, that God always keeps His Promise that He will never leave us….

    Thank you, Emily.

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