The magicians able to turn multiple slabs of wallboard into one solid wall with no visible seams arrive today. Be still my soul.
We’re approaching five weeks since our roof did its sardine-can-opening impression. Five weeks of insurance inquiring, roofers reroofing, and wondering and waiting.
Finding workers who know how to turn sheets of sheetrock and cuts of wood into finished living space has been a real-time equivalent of an understaffed doctor’s waiting room. You know you’re going to see him but you’re not sure when.
But when you do see him: Be still my soul.
When I cross paths with workers gifted in their trade I appreciate the diversity of skills needed for the world to work. For code to be written, bodies to be restored, homes to be built. Rather than one multi-tasker God created multiple single-taskers.
Which leads me to humbly elevate rather than denigrate. To integrate rather than segregate. To promote to pedestals those vocations different from mine that contribute what mine cannot.
College degree or no degree. Corner office or kitchen table office. Hot tin roof or frozen meat locker.
Great joy is found in doing work you are designed to do. Great joy is produced by doing your great work for others.
Do some great work today.