When faced with a decision that wearies me, leaving me with convoluted thought patterns, that cramp my prayer life, I have a tendency to throw up my hands to the heavens and follow my human instincts. Did I mention I tend to pace in God’s waiting room?
More often than I care to count, frankly I am not sure I would even know where to start, I decide to act, requesting that God follow me through Door number 1, 2, or 3. I may be 71 years old, but spiritually speaking I waiver between the ‘terrible two’s’ and ‘eye rolling adolescence’ with occasional toe dips in maturer waters of faith. Like everyone I know this side of glory, God continues his work in me even when I am clearly off target and headed for disappointment or disaster. He never leaves me, but neither does he anoint my choices, especially when He had something so much better in mind.
When I get tired of waiting for God to direct me, lead me, or simply divinely take care of a situation and I plunge ahead, HE lets me deal with the consequences…not alone…not with an ‘I told you to wait’, but with a certain hands off attitude that allows me to learn.
So over time I have delved into scripture enough, especially the Old Testament with its rich human/God relationship stories, to have found resources for life in 2016. One of my favorite stories about ‘playing God’ or ‘choosing human ways to ACT for God’ begins with the following verse:
“Now Sarai, Abram’s wife, had not given birth to any children, but she had an Egyptian servant named Hagar.”
Genesis 16:1 NET
Folks, believe me when I say, WE are still living with the consequences of Sarai [Sarah] and Abram’s [Abraham’s] actions. God had promised, but God seemed slow in acting, so maybe we should help God out or maybe this is what God meant.
I am dealing with a small decision right now. God has not spoken to me about it. It has to do with traveling to Oklahoma to see children and grandchildren, which sounds pretty simple. Believe me it is not. When we travel to Oklahoma to help out with specific needs, Terry and I both know it is the right thing to do. When we travel for special events, graduation, weddings, etc., we know it is the right thing to do.
BUT to visit??? TO DISRUPT NORMAL ROUTINES??? Not so much anymore now that both his Dad and my Mom are gone. Our children and grandchildren are all busy, saddled with school, work, sports, health issues, other family things. They have developed a life flow that works for them. They get little time off for travel themselves, so that says a lot. Until a year ago we had my brother’s house to stay in if we went…now we have to make other arrangements. We can stay with friends, but that interrupts their routines. When we go to Florida, we have a house, a bed, a community of folks to visit with and we try not to disrupt anyone’s life, but it is easier.
Maybe we should meet in the middle around Thanksgiving or Christmas.
And maybe I just need to wait and see what God has planned for us. Right now, I am thankful for FaceTime, text message, and just knowing God loves them more than I do and he can be there in the midst of all their daily life without making them feel they need to drop everything and entertain. Just Saying….