The Trouble with Bubbles

My two-year-old granddaughter Emerald is in love with bubbles. Her fascination with them is her longest-running interest by far, and she never tires of our blowing them for her.

Every time she arrives at my house, without fail her first words are, “Oska bubbles? Oska bubbles?” We still aren’t sure what “oska” means, but when I pull the bubble-stuff from atop the ‘fridge, she begins jumping up and down and waving her arms with joy.

Bubble babyOften she’ll run into a cloud of bubbles with an open mouth, getting bubble-soap on her tongue. “Tasty!” she’ll say, doing it again and again. (Surely she doesn’t know the definition of “tasty.”)

Emerald likes to sit on the floor and let the bubbles float down to her, marveling when they pop in her lap. Or she’ll just poke them with her finger and shout, “Pop! Pop! Pop!”

She’s chased enough bubbles to have seen that each one includes a rainbow of colors, sometimes naming the ones she sees. She’s also learned to identify two bubbles stuck together. “Double bubble! Double bubble!”

Emerald faithfully points out bubbles she sees in unusual places, too, like in freshly poured coffee or milk, or in the wash machine, or even in the water coming from the kitchen faucet.

The trouble with bubbles, though, is how temporary they are. As they form and then drift along, they mesmerize us with their beauty, but with the slightest touch of a toddler’s finger, they’re gone.

Scripture talks about our lives being transient much like bubbles are. God doesn’t use the bubble analogy but does compare a life span to “a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.” In another place he notes we have “but a momentary” existence, and also says we “fade like leaves.” Each of us is “but a breath,” he says.*

Believing what God is trying to tell us in these word pictures should put us in right relationship with him, the Lord of eternity. He also hopes we’ll take comfort in remembering that when our struggles increase and life gets hard, it’s all short-lived compared to the joyful bliss he has in store for us.

BubblesHe may not say it directly, but when we look back on our earthly troubles, we’ll probably see them much like Emerald sees bubbles: Pop! Pop! Pop!

 

“O Lord…. Let me know how fleeting I am!” (Psalm 39:4)

*(James 4:14, Psalm 39:5 & 11, Isaiah 64:6)

Unique Viewpoints

Snowfall.As I write, a heavy snow is falling outside my windows, reminding me of winters past.

As a little girl growing up in the country (now the Chicago suburbs), a fresh snowfall was an invitation to come out and play. We had snowball fights, built snow forts, rolled snowmen, and deposited snowballs in a nearby creek where we watched them melt in the icy water.

We made snow-nests in a nearby field, then lay back comfortably to catch snowflakes on our tongues. If we were very quiet, we could even hear them land. The cold was never a problem, and we didn’t mind boots with snow packed around our ankles, or hands wet from soggy mittens.

Snowy funI remember being so excited to play in the snow after school that I ran out with my dress still on, (in the ‘50’s, girls wore dresses), playing until the skirt became as soaked as Mom’s dish rag but not minding one bit. When she would ring the cowbell to call us home for dinner, we’d groan in disappointment that our snow-playtime had ended.

These days I don’t think about snow like that, because I’m in a different season: not a weather-season, but a life-season. Each weather-season has its purposes, and though I love to watch the snow fall, playing in it for hours has lost its appeal. I do appreciate today’s beautiful storm but only because I’m seeing it with different eyes.

The same can be said of life-seasons. God hopes we’ll see them with eyes appropriate to each one, never considering the spring of childhood or summer of young adulthood as better than the autumn and winter seasons of older ages. He has affixed positives to every season, and if we look with the right eyes, we’ll see them.

Snowflake sampleToday, if I lift heavy rolled balls of snow in an effort to build a big snowman, my back will complain about it the next day. But if I walk Jack the dog with the proper coat and boots on, we can both enjoy the winter snow.

Sometimes it’s difficult to accept the season we’re in. Children long to get older. Teens reach for adulthood. Older folks wish they were young again. But these off-center views are simply a function of looking with the wrong eyes.

As we age, physical limitations increase, but if we ask God to highlight the positives of whichever season we’re in, he will show us. And though winter snows can be hazardous, each individual snowflake remains one of God’s great marvels, unique in its created, symmetrical design.

Snowflake sample.And if we stop long enough to appreciate that, we might even hear them land.

“God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding. He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth….’ ” (Job 37:6-7)

 

Praising and Praying with Mary

  1. Please pray for little Anders who is now over 5 pounds but has had a couple of set-backs. Pray for wisdom for the doctors as they make decisions.
  2. I’m thankful still to be feeling good, this week on a getaway to Florida with Bervin.

The Best Resolution

The year 2014 is in the record books. Whether we used those 365 days wisely or foolishly, the tale’s been told.

At my age, the awareness of time’s passing becomes acute. It no longer seems to go on forever, and the word “fleeting” applies more often. We do what we can to hold onto important moments and special people.

But “holding on” isn’t wisdom. It isn’t even possible. A much wiser plan is to receive what we’re given as the days go by and to be content with that. But how?

Paul of the Bible admitted that contentment didn’t come naturally to him and that he had to learn it. He said, “I have learned to be content.” So how did he do it?

ContentmentIn the same passage he answers our question. The first step is to acknowledge our need for God to supply the ability to do it. (Philippians 4:19) God has a rich storehouse of “can-do” and is willing to share it with those who ask. Second, Paul says, “When I’m tempted to sink into negativity, I can find fresh strength and determination by asking God for strength to continue on.” (v. 13)

In other words, we can’t just say, ”My New Year’s resolution is to be content, no matter what.” That would stick for about 10 minutes.

Paul’s technique is to focus not on how we feel but on who Christ is and what he can do. We’re to count our blessings and then (very important) link them to the One who’s responsible for giving them. That should then cause us to rejoice in our relationship with him, which leads to contentment.

I have a hunch much of our natural discontent is linked to control issues. Most of us know that global fame, massive wealth, or any other “biggie” won’t bring contentment, and so we don’t waste time wishing for those. But we’re champions at wanting something a bit different than what we got.

We say, “Yes, Lord, I’m willing to live this particular life, but could we make a few changes first?” Then we go about tweaking what God has already put in place for us. In other words, we may not want more or better, but we often want different.

It might be a good idea this year to concentrate on receiving the life we’ve been given by asking God for enough of his grace to live in and through it well. (v. 23) When we do that, contentment is bound to follow.

“Let each person lead the life that the Lord has assigned to him, and to which God has called him.” (1 Corinthians 7:17)

Praising and praying with Mary

I haven’t felt this good in a long time, and regardless of what’s ahead, I’m praising God for the safe, festive Christmas and New Years we’ve just shared as a family.