I noticed my comb...

As I brushed my teeth this morning. I’ve had this comb for several years. It stays in my overnight kit with shampoo, Rolaids, toothbrush etc. I don’t use it every day and didn’t spend much because it was just going to be used when I am out of town on a trip or as a backup at home.

It was laying there by the sink as I looked at it. Formed out of plastic, it has two colors one of which is white at each comb tip. The tines are three different lengths all the same tapered width. The handle is not flat but convex with raised squares for grip I presume. As I looked at it I realized someone or someone(s) had spent some time designing this comb, maybe some significant time to get it just right so I would use it for years and never notice how it was made. Never consider how much time or energy went into its conception and production.

Last week as I wrestled with this building process we are in I came to an appreciation of the work and energy people before me have made for me to take advantage of their labors and never notice, significant time, energy, headache, and heartache so that I would never think of it. In my eyes it just is, always has been always will be. However, nothing just came to be. I came at a price.

The best things always come at a cost. A cost to someone and yet so much of the time I take it for granted. I fail to consider the cost another has paid for me to have, work with or experience today. Science continues to discover new structures revealing what has been and yet just noticing how it is made, how it was put together and how life is designed, designed with intelligence, purpose and detail. Designed in such a way as for us to just now notice the design revealing the designer and through study begin to appreciate
The ONE who holds all things together;
The ONE who through whom all things are made and to whom all things will be redeemed;
The One whose thoughts continue our very existence;
The ONE whose plan is working everyday being revealed to those who will notice and consider what has gone before them.

Today I noticed my comb. What else will there be to see today? More to appreciate and less to take for granted. More to work at, labor towards so that others after me can take for granted just as I have up to today. More counting on God to reveal himself in the ordinary making everything glorious as David Crowder sings, as Jesus does making the ordinary extraordinary in HIS hands.

I won’t look at that comb the same way. After all it is a Comb!