I'm always puzzled and amazed at how God has gifted us so differently and yet - deeply we are still all the same - His children. Why this is so bewildering to me - I don't know. Perhaps in my mind it is difficult to understand how God can take all His unruly and undisciplined children with so many different gifts and talents, sins and burdens and stir it all together into something that gives him Glory - because I can't seem to stir together my four young children and come up with much more than a few good hours of peaceful cohabitation each day. It just goes to prove how our human minds cannot understand God because of the original sin.
Why am I pondering such a thing? Today a freind shared with me how God had been revealing Himself to them. Ways that just don't happen to me - if you know what I mean. I don't get woken up in the middle of the night and I don't have an hour long prayer session with God full of tears and songs of praise. I don't doubt my faith or my relationship with Christ - I was just so...like I said puzzled. I know the answer to the "why" we are different - but it just didn't seem to satisfy my ponderings.
But today as I was returning home from dropping my dd off at Youth Group a song came into my mind - "Spirit of the Living God". I have not heard or sang this song in more than 10 hears. I have not thought of it. But the words came flooding back to me like yesterday, like a breath from heaven - full of reassurance and rest. Words that reminded me that I can ask for the Spirit of God to fall on me and He promises that He will. I know that like the song asks - God is and will continue to mold me,shape me, fill me and use me. The ME is key in this song - because it means He will mold ME specifically, with the raw materials I am made of.
The Spirit of God is evident in my life - but Satan does try to use our humanness against us. Our quest to understand and be like God via any other method than complete obedience and child-like faith will only prove to be a risky endeavor. Satan's traps are disguised and he almost got me. The enemy almost side-tracked me from thanking God for blessing and edifying my friend. He almost did...But not quite. God breathed on me and reminded me of the TRUTH. So thank you God. Thank you for the blessings in my friends life. Thank you for blessing me with the privilage of helping and mentoring this friend - even if their relationship with YOU is looking different than mine. To God be the Glory.
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Feb. 6, 2008 - Untitled Comment