Such a Let Down

A friend said, “I feel like I’ve been let down.”  I don’t think she could ever understand the lesson I gleaned from that.

Immediately, I began to think of my daughter, who we used to refer to as “Velcro.”  She always wanted to be picked up, and we’d have to peel her off of us at times.  When I grew tired of holding her, or knew she needed to be off of me to gain her own muscles, I would lower her down to the ground and she’d begin to cry.  “Up, peas,” she would say with pleading weepy eyes.  I never left her, she was still in my grasp, but just not snuggled up to me.  She didn’t want to be let down.

What kind of a mother would I have been if I never “let her down”?  How would it have affected her muscle tone, her emotional health, or social skills?  She wouldn’t know how to walk, or run — which is a favorite thing for her to do today as an adult.  She would never have known how to face her fear of solitude.  She wouldn’t have been able to interact with others and learn from play, or challenges.

The New Testament Hebrews author says, You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what He has promised.  (Hebrews 10:36) God won’t leave us, He has promised us that, and He does not lie.  Uncomfortable, does not mean abandoned.  Perhaps He allows us to be let down, not so we are unhappy, but because our spiritual muscles need to grow correctly.

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Standing in Line

I love coffee.  Now for those of you who know me, this is not a new announcement.  It is a well-known fact.  Ask anyone; they’ll tell you.  I may be obsessed with it…  Nah.

The other day, I was standing in line at a coffee shop.  I waited to give my order, and the barista listened carefully as I had it specialized to me, my liking, my tastes.  “Extra hot, extra shot.”  I waited in line while he prepared my brew, tamping the grounds, adjusting the dials, concocting my recipe.  I had a moment of joy knowing it was all for me.  I was patient, because I knew the good thing that was coming.

Yup, I was patient.  I didn’t say, Oh, it’s just coffee.  Give me some of that decaf crystal stuff.  It’s all the same.  It won’t take as long, and I can be on my way.

NOPE!  I knew the end result.  It actually brought a smile to my face.

So, why can’t I be that way in life with other things?  ouch.  God has so much good for me.  He is the Creator God, and has crafted things that will bring me pure joy.  His timing is perfect, and mine is inpatient.  Somethings are a process, and I demand an instant response — like a child throwing a fit on the floor.   I settle for something less, get impatient, and even agitated because I didn’t get whatever I thought was necessary at MY timing and in MY way.  I settle for decaf crystals, when He has a handcrafted a perfect cup of Joe.

May I find the joy in waiting on His timing.  May I remember to say, “I waited patiently for the LORD; he turned to me and heard my cry.” (Psalm 40:1)

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I often dwell on a word or a passage and just let it seep into me as a sponge atop of water.  Meditate .. chew … permeate and hopefully change.  God’s word has that profound affect on me, and I’m so thankful.  It’s a two-part process:  God lavishly — joyfully pours and splashes until it’s just the right amount — His Word, His perfect love, and I have to accept it — not stepping out of the shower of  blessings He has for me.

I wonder how many blessings I’ve stepped away from that He has wanted to give me.  Perhaps the temperature was just not right.  More likely I was too busy to see He is patiently waiting, craving me (that concept still blows me away) to spend time with Him.  The world and its busyness calling me and deafening His voice that is reminding me to be still and know He is God.

He is God.  The Great I Am.        …. HE is God!  THE GREAT I AM!

Not worthy, but thankful that He loves me, created me, blesses me, calls me His child — an heir.  He wrote the most amazing love story, His Word.  I was thought of in each passage, every word intentional.   He knew — not guessed — that His Word would grip my heart, but not crush me.  It has life, breathed from the Eternal God Himself and causes me to crave Him.  What a sweet addiction I pray that I can influence others to partake as well.

Drink Him in.  Embrace the life He has chosen for you.   Mercy.

1 John 3: 1,

“See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.”

Psalm 77:5-6,

“I have considered the days of old,
The years of long ago.
6 I will remember my song in the night;
I will meditate with my heart,
And my spirit ponders:”

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