Monday is trash pickup day at the McKnight house, and man, did I have a pile of trash this week for our collector. In addition to our large garbage can full of our household trash, we had piles of plastic wrap, cardboard and other building supply leftovers from our shop we are building.
On Monday morning, my typical day off, Lauri and I diligently hauled all of that junk to the bottom of our driveway and stacked it for pickup. Later in the day, as we were installing windows in our building, we heard the sound of the garbage truck coming down our road. I admit I was a bit apprehensive about the amount of trash we had put out… it was quite a bit more than normal, and I was hoping they wouldn’t object to the extra work.
I was completely caught off guard though when the truck just rumbled right on by our house without stopping. “Hey! Hey! Don’t forget about us!” Too late… Somehow… I have no idea how… they missed our house and the big pile of trash right alongside of the road. I don’t know, maybe they were involved in a deep conversation. Maybe the driver was looking at his phone (I hope not!). Or maybe, they actually saw that pile of junk and said, “Forget that!” and kept on going… but somehow they missed our trash pile as they drove by our house.
Ok, full discloser here… I was a bit grumpy about it. I mean, we had taken the time to haul all of that crude down the whole length of our driveway – and in the rain no less — only to have to haul it back up until we can put it out again next week. How do you miss a huge pile of trash alongside of the road when your job is to pick up that trash?
Later in the day, I was still thinking about those guys missing our trash as I was cutting some steel siding to fit around one of the windows we had installed, and the thought occurred to me… How often do I do the very same thing? How often do I miss God working in my life and in the lives of people around me? How many times do I get so distracted with my own agenda or problems or busyness, that I completely blow by a blessing God was trying to give me, or the miracle of life-change in someone around me? Does the Father ever lean over to Jesus and say, “How did he miss THAT?” “How do you miss that blessing when your job as a pastor is supposed to be about recognizing those things?”
Can I tell you that I love the fact that God is always seeking to teach me more about Himself and my relationship with Him, that He can even use a missed trash pickup to remind me of His presence in my life? So next week, I will haul all of that trash down the driveway again, and perhaps even put it a foot or two out on the road – and this week – I am going to seek to look for God’s blessings around me… because I KNOW they are going to be there!