Category Archives: God’s plans for us

What’s your name?

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This winter the Midwest has been short on snow. Though last year we’d had 50″ by this date, so far this year we’ve seen less than 8”…. until today.

Weather MapLast night a blizzard headed our way, starting to make snowy deposits on our neighborhood exactly when the iPhone weather app predicted: 8:00 pm. Heavy snow fell all night, and as I write, it’s been snowing all day, too. Predictions are for continued snow overnight until we’ve reached a grand total of 15”-18”.

TV’s weather channel tells us this snowstorm has been given a name: Linus. Last week’s severe blizzard in New England also had a name: Juno. So, in addition to naming hurricanes, apparently we’re naming snowstorms now, too. We might as well name earthquakes, tornados, typhoons, and tsunamis. Giving each a name might help us keep them all straight: “Remember Linus? He was a doozy, but wasn’t he gorgeous?”

And then, as long as we’re naming storms, maybe we should name our personal storms, too. That might help us better recall our own histories. We could say, “I remember ‘Ethel.’ Boy, she was a wild one, wasn’t she?” Or, “I’ll never forget that ‘Ichabod.’ He nearly finished us off, but we made it through!”

More coming downI think often about the storms of life. All of us know we gain more wisdom during difficult times than easy ones, but living through them is something else again. If given the option, we’d never choose all the trouble that comes to us, despite acknowledging that once we’re on the other side of it, we’ve learned a few things.

I wonder if God names the life-storms he allows to come to us. If he does, their titles are probably something like, “Victory over addiction,” or “Opportunity for Patience,” or “Triumph against Self-centeredness.” Surely if we could see our struggles not just as obstacles-to-get-past but opportunities-to-grow, we could live through them with less fretting and more anticipation.

FullSizeRenderMeanwhile here in Southwest Michigan, as Linus continues to pour down on us, we’ll try to appreciate his beauty. We can also enjoy the chance to hone our driving skills and build new muscles from lots of extra shoveling.

“When troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy.” (James 1:2)

Tending To It

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In the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve had only one chore: God instructed them to tend the garden. He had already accomplished the planting, and there were no weeds to pull. Garden of EdenGenesis 2 tells us they didn’t even have to water it, since the river took care of that. From the sound of it, all they had to do was decide which “delicious fruit” they felt like eating each day and then eat it.

But then sin and rebellion entered the picture, and everything changed. On that awful day, God approached them in a mindset they’d not seen before. His goal was to have a serious talk with them, describing the demotion they were about to experience. And none of it sounded good.

God used the words “curse, pain, hostility, labor, toil, sweat, thorns, and thistles.” Sadly, this meeting, during which Adam and Eve said nothing, was their last before being ejected from the garden and their perfect lives there.  Immediately afterwards, he sent them away.

NateNelsonNow, thousands of years later, the words of God’s solemn speech to our ancestors still apply to us. We bump into them virtually every day as we tend to our homes, our cars, our bills, our health, our relationships, and yes, the thorns and thistles in our gardens.

Adam and Eve started out with only one tending-chore, and that a pleasant one. But after sin happened, they and the rest of us have had to tend to one thing or another virtually around the clock. Our work never ends. As Mom used to say, “Even when we sleep, the dust is settling, the weeds are growing, and the sheets are getting dirty.”

But God knew that the many new stresses on his first two people might overwhelm them (and us too), so he did something wonderful. Though he subtracted Adam and Eve’s idyllic lifestyle and substituted a list of negatives, he left some important positives in place.

This young couple would still be able to share laughter, enjoy tasty food, experience pleasing aromas, get excited about things, and experience joy, love, contentment, and lots more. Though God did punish them on that fateful day, he also encouraged them by allowing them to keep many of the good gifts he’d given them in Eden. And amazingly, he continues to give those same gifts to us today.

Surely Adam and Eve walked out of their beautiful garden that day feeling miserable and fearful. But God was actually tending to their hearts in a way they almost certainly didn’t realize then: His strong, saving presence was walking right out with them.

And amazingly, he’s still walking with us today.

“The Lord is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him.” (Psalm 103:13)

The Trouble with Bubbles

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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)