5/10/2015
2 Corinthians 1.8-9 8 We do not want you to be
uninformed, brothers and sisters, about the troubles we experienced in the
province of Asia. We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to
endure, so that we despaired of life itself. 9 Indeed, we felt we had received
the sentence of death. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves
but on God, who raises the dead. -Paul, the Apostle
Yesterday, I had big intentions of getting some stuff
done. I needed to build a wooden frame and miter the corners of the frame.
Couldn’t find my saw. When I did find my saw, I realized, after several cuts,
why I am not a finish-carpenter. I needed to get some laundry done and at
multiple points in that process wanted to throw our high-efficiency,
smart-washer into the street. I decided to clean the dryer vents out while I
was at it and couldn’t find the attachments for the vacuum. My son took the car
to go to the movies with his main-squeeze and so I decided to get on my bike to
go to the store. I overinflated the front tire and it popped. (No replacement
tube). Difficulty, disappointment, despair.
Life is what life is and I was getting dangerously close
to losing it. (At least I didn’t burn the dinner like I did last weekend…) But
today I read that even the great apostle, Paul had his moments as well. There
are no guarantees in this life, and there are no happily-ever-afters. God
designed this life as preparation for eternity and He designed us to depend on
Him. Dependence on God must be a big, big deal with the amount of effort we humans
expend resisting it.
Dependence on God doesn’t mean we don’t do anything; it
means we expend all our energy and effort learning how to depend on Him.
Without Him we are left to ourselves, and there you go, we’re right back to
where we started from…have you seen my saw?
I’m not trying to be cute (despite my afternoon,
yesterday) but I am trying to make a point: life is full of disappointment,
difficulty, and despair. Yesterday, a little child went to heaven. She suffered
in her brief life and now her journey on earth has ended. Today, I’m sure her
folks are very, very, very bittersweet. (I know, we were once there as well.)
Life is what life is…
But life is made to cause me to depend on God. Today, I
have more appreciation for that than I did yesterday; and tomorrow, I hope (in
the hopefulness of hope, not the wish-fulness of thinking) that I will be even
more dependent upon God, and less so on myself.
Father, thank You that You patiently, lovingly, and
eternally work in our lives to wean us away from self-reliance – that part of
us that insists we don’t need You. May I continue to learn to cooperate and
walk humbly in step with You – amen.
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