Finding Inspiration in the Most Mundane Places

“We teach best what we most need to learn.”

Richard Bach

I am undone in every way. I’ve held out as long as my resources have allowed. I am at the end of my rope. Fortunately, dangling at the end of a rope is not new to me; today I will hide myself up here in my zoom lair (home office) and try to find my way back home.

I am like a wilted plant; I need spraying down with the hose and some sustaining spiritual nourishment. My anxiety is itchy; my hard fought optimism is missing in action. I open up my computer and I search for inspiration. This starts with cleaning out my inbox. The absolute first thing I come to is a history lesson. Tucked into my inbox is an interview with Quaker activist and singer Paulette Meier. I ask you to notice this one small thing: I set out in search of inspiration and found meaning while cleaning out my inbox. Mundane. Habitual. Neither sexy nor spiritual-sounding work. And yet...this is where God’s Spirit touched me. It’s hard to remember and amazing to re-learn that a large gulp of springs of living water and spiritual nurture are only a breath (and intention) away.

I woke up this morning without an ounce of energy, a ton of attitude, and one true thing. It was a thought that over-rode my feelings and directed my actions. In my head, it sounded like this: “Teresa, you have been here a million times before; you know what you need; you need to do the next right thing. Head toward home, even if you doubt its existence and feel as if you do not know which highway to hop on to get there.”

I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me.

Proverbs 8:17 NIV