I just spent the better part of the last half hour glued to the television. Mind you, this is our small, countertop kitchen tv, so I was standing…glass of wine in hand…watching a show I’d recorded. And by show, I mean Star Wars: Episode VI – Return of the Jedi.
For those of y’all new here, this is a very normal picture of my life. Why? Because I love Star Wars. Despite having seen this particular film no less than 300 times, I nevertheless devoted my full attention to finish a movie aired on tv despite us owning it on every platform imaginable AND one whose ending with which I am very much familiar.
But what can I say? Star Wars gets me every time.
But it’s not just this franchise. I love what led to my viewing: sharing a delicious homemade dinner (thanks, Mom) with my parents. And I love that I listened to Taylor Swift on the car ride home with my sun roof open. And I love that my friend whom I hadn’t seen in a week bought me a Diet Coke at lunch. I love that when I look back on the day, the things I cherish most are the things I often repeat…the standards.
In considering the ways my world spins on the same, consistent axis, I often think about Numbers 6:24-26:
24 The Lord bless you
and keep you;
25 the Lord make his face shine on you
and be gracious to you;
26 the Lord turn his face toward you
and give you peace.
Joy is meant to exist in the fiber of every being. God’s grace is intended to be exemplified in each action we take. Love is required to persist, even in the most mundane of settings: Star Wars and supper and soda and the million little things that make up this beautiful life of mine.
Food for thought: What’s a small thing that brought you joy today?
Rachel Fisher 