The Bookends of Life

Today Birgitta and I talked about the unpredictability of a baby’s arrival and the resulting stress of not being able to plan ahead. Will labor begin this afternoon? Tomorrow? A week from now? Which calendar events will we have to cancel because we’re on our way to the hospital?

Of course those of us not anticipating a labor and delivery know similar frustrations. Although Birgitta’s situation is blatantly unpredictable, the rest of us don’t really have things under control, either. But it’s easy to fool ourselves into thinking we do. Ha ha to that.

Any single day has a thousand elements that can “wiggle” and force us from planned agendas. A potent example occurred last weekend through a phone call from a young man close to our family. Earlier that day his mother had died in her apartment as the result of a fire. This news sent him into a flurry of schedule-shuffling and has rearranged his priorities every hour since then.

Any one of us can be on top of the world one minute and in turmoil the next. All it takes is a tiny text, a quick phone call, or a brief email. Confusion and commotion could be around the next corner for any of us, and that even includes the baby that’s about to join our family.

Birgitta’s little girl will shortly be thrown into stressful turmoil of her own, just by being born. We know many of the ways her day of birth is going to be a tough one, but she has no idea. For the moment she’s resting peacefully, unencumbered by expectations or anxiety, blissfully unaware of what’s just ahead. But as labor begins and then progresses, she’ll undergo circumstances quite different from the agenda she’s followed for 9 months without interruption.

A familiar Scripture says, “We brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out.” (1 Timothy 6:7) We generally think that refers to physical nakedness, but it could also mean a baby arrives without bringing a care or concern, no preconceptions, misconceptions, or expectations. But can we apply that in reverse at the end of our lives when we “take nothing out?”

Actually we can. When we die, as our friend’s mother did, we don’t take our worries or health problems with us, our pain, or any other negative, including relationship struggles. So the idea “you can’t take it with you” turns out to be something good.

Can we learn anything from the truth that our lives are bookended by “nothing-in, nothing-out?” Maybe wisdom in this is to hold our plans lightly and refuse to stress when disturbing texts, calls, and emails derail us. Maybe we should trust God to use every derailment (and our responses to them) toward readying us for eternity.

And that’s the one exception to the “nothing-out” rule. Preparation for eternity? It turns out we can take that with us.

“Even the best years are filled with pain and trouble; soon they disappear, and we fly away.” (Psalm 90:10)

Arrested by God

Recently I received a long letter laced with powerful criticisms. My immediate response was a racing heart, followed by a passionate desire to defend myself against the charges.

That is, until God tapped on my brain and said, “Isn’t some of that true?”

Feeling like a child who’d been put in her proper place, I had to answer yes. But was I supposed to do nothing after reading a letter like that? As always, God was ready with an answer. “I’ll let you know what to do.”

That same afternoon I picked up the Duggar’s book A Love That Multiplies and opened to where I’d last dog-eared the page several weeks ago. Wouldn’t you know, the next chapter was, “Coping with Criticism.” Some might call it coincidence, but I call it God.

People who watch cable TV all seem to have an opinion about the Duggar family. Since they’re following scriptural guidelines to run their family (19 children) and businesses, they’ve garnered both criticism and praise from the watching public. I admire them for going against the grain of society and loudly proclaiming they believe the Bible contains the answer to every problem.

As I read how they cope with criticism, I realized they were in the big leagues of disapproval, receiving many scathing emails daily (sprinkled among the complimentary ones). In my case, I was dealing with only one letter.

Michelle Duggar (the mom) said, “Criticism always hurts, especially when it’s true,” which was exactly what I was feeling. But then she said, “That’s an opportunity for growth.”

I knew she was right. So, if I would allow God to break down my pride, improvement could be made. If I wouldn’t, it couldn’t.

Jim Bob (the dad) wrote, “When criticisms are true, we can learn from them if we stop ourselves from defending or justifying our actions. If they’re lies, we can learn how to correctly respond according to the Bible.” Then he added that he and Michelle teach their children never to argue with their attackers but (gulp) to pray for them instead.

So God had followed through, letting me know how to respond to both true criticisms and false ones. But there was more. Both Michelle and Jim Bob agreed that criticisms ought to be viewed not only as something to work around but as blessings, quoting Matthew 5:11-12: Blessed are you when others revile you and persecute you…. (Matthew 5:11)

So God’s instructions were to skip self-defense, work on correcting what’s been rightly criticized, pray for my accuser, and consider myself blessed to have received the letter. Then he wants me to turn my reputation over to him. As Michelle said, “We obey God… and don’t worry about what others think.”

“Pray for those who persecute you.” (Matthew 5:44)

Overpowered (conclusion)

My morning prayer time yesterday became overwhelmed with the many severe problems on my post-it notes, each in need of prayer. Can a person become too discouraged to pray? Isn’t that the moment we ought to double-time-it toward God with our needs?

Blubbering all over my notes, I finally set everything aside, closed my mascara-smudged eyes and said, “Father, help me here. What am I supposed to do? What should I be thinking about all this?”

Immediately, from out of nowhere, he plopped an old photo into my mind like a slide into a projector, a 65 year old black and white picture Mom had taken. It’s one of my favorites from childhood and shows a 3-year-old-me sitting on the beach, upset about something. My daddy is leaning over my shoulder trying to do several things:

  • hear my words
  • understand my problem
  • show sympathy
  • help me cope

My head is tipped toward his, pressing cheek-to-cheek as if to say, “I’m not going to let you fix this too soon, because I’m really loving being close to you.”

As I sat in my chair, eyes closed, I thought about that picture. What was its connection to my feeling swamped by the heaviness of so many prayer needs? As I sat quietly, God answered that question.

“Margaret, the reason you like this picture is because it shows the power and security of a father’s love. After your daddy came close to you, you became sure everything would end well.

“I’m also your Father. I’m near to you in that same way. I love you as he did, and I care about your problem and those of the people on your notes. You need to have the same confidence in me that you had in him. Since you’re talking to me now instead of him, I’m here to tell you everything is going to end well.”

I was stunned by the simplicity of God’s solution to my predicament. I’d made it far more complicated than it needed to be, so he gently brought me back to the basics:

He can.

I can’t.

The minute any of us puts a toe over the line of “I can fix this myself,” stress soars and tears flow. When we trust God to do the fixing, stress lowers and faith soars.

My task in yesterday’s prayer time, then, was to lift my post-it-people to God, not with a heavy heart but with strong trust in him for whatever comes next in each of those lives. I’m to be confident he has heard, has understood, will sympathize, and will help… just like my daddy.

It didn’t occur to me until I wrote this blog that the first letters of those 4 things God did for me (and my daddy, too) spell HUSH. God had to hush me up so I could listen, before I could understand the right way to talk to him.

“When you ask him, be sure that your faith is in God alone. Do not waver.” (James 1:6)