Take it all in.

Most women find themselves in possession of unnumbered spray bottles ranging from perfume spritzers to cleaning products. I counted 6 under my kitchen sink alone.

We view these chemical sprays as tools to help us get specific jobs done, and the contents of most are toxic. That’s why we don’t let young children play with them, despite their pleading.

FocusedBut a spray bottle filled with clean water? That’s ok. Thanks to the dollar store, Emerald has 6 of them and plays with them almost daily. She lines them up and says, “Train!” Or she’ll sit on the floor, setting them around her in a circle and say, “Ewa is clustering.” [Sidenote: we taught her that word after noticing how she often gathers toys into small groups.]

She’ll tip her bottles sideways and say, “Ni-night.” Or she’ll bounce them up and down: “Bottles jumping!” She plays with them in the bathtub and loves squirting the basement floor, especially if she’s been drawing with chalk beforehand.

ImplosionYesterday that’s what she was doing when she suddenly came running. “It’s broken! MeeMee! It’s broken!”

And sure enough, her red bottle was smashed and dented. I wondered how a weakling toddler could inflict such significant damage on a rigid plastic bottle. But then I unscrewed the nozzle and watched as the bottle miraculously straightened out in an instant. It was a perfect illustration of an “implosion.”

To implode means to burst inward, and the eventual result is complete collapse. One dictionary says, “to collapse inward in a violent manner.” Apparently as Emerald had been spraying her bottle, it hadn’t been able to “take in” as much as it had “put out,” and the outside pressure had overwhelmed the inside.

Such an implosion is actually an effective visual for what can happen to us spiritually. All of us have experienced times when trouble seems to come in multiples. No single problem crushes us, but in a “cluster” (to use Emerald’s word) they can cause rapid inward collapse.

How can we avoid “getting dented” when outside pressures become intense? The only way is to breathe in spiritual oxygen in greater volume than we breathe it out. This necessitates being vigilant about what’s going on inside of us and takes a firm resolve to give more attention to that than to what’s happening around us.

It’s helpful to ask, “Am I taking in the strengthening truths of Scripture? Am I asking God to prepare me for whatever’s ahead? Have I routed out self-centeredness and sin to make room for Christ’s righteousness?” If we’re willing to follow the instructions he gives, we’ll be able to stand firm.

FixedAs for Emerald’s red bottle, after I loosened the nozzle, it functioned perfectly. And if we’ll just as readily let God fix what’s wrong inside of us, implosion and collapse will never happen.

“He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless.” (Isaiah 40:29)

Waaa! Waaa! Waaa!

Last week I went shopping in search of a new pair of black slacks. I mentally prepared myself for the long process and the possibility of failure, being the halfhearted shopper I am. Starting at the sale racks, I took 6 pairs into the dressing room, and against all odds, the very first one fit perfectly. I never tried on the rest.

The following day, heading for groceries at a Meijer super-store, I felt like a million in my new slacks. But as I entered the multi-panel, slide-away glass doors, shrill alarms went off all over the place. Waaa! Waaa! Waaa!

Meijer'sThe store greeter waved me in with a smile. “Happens all the time,” she said, as I chose a cart. “It’s our malfunctioning sensors.” But I wasn’t so sure.

As I pushed my grocery cart up and down the aisles I began to think about getting out of the store. If the alarm sounded again, Meijer personnel wouldn’t be as inclined to wave me out with a cart full of merchandise.

That episode was a valuable picture of sin: easy to get into and difficult to get out of. As many pastors say, “Sin will take you farther than you want to go, keep you longer than you want to stay, and cost you more than you want to pay.”

Why is it so hard to be conscious of this when we’re on the way in? The only answer is that temptation is tantalizing. The positive here-and-now blinds us to the negative here-after. We say: “just this once,” or “everybody’s doing it,” or “I’ll leave it behind when I’m older” or “I won’t get hooked.”

God is well aware of our talent for rationalizing our way right into trouble. That’s why he established his own version of sensomatic barcode labels within each person. It’s called a conscience, and as we’re heading into sin, the alarm bells sound. Depending on age, experience, and desire, those “waaa’s” might be dim, deafening, or somewhere in between.

I hope my conscience-warnings stay on the loud side, so there’s a better chance I’ll heed them. As for the very loud alarms at Meijer, on my way out, the “waaa’s” sounded again, which is when I knew there had to be something wrong with my new pants. I figured this time I was headed for the back room and wondered if they’d let me refrigerate my milk while I was in custody.

Security tagStanding in front of a female employee, I reached down my pant leg to feel for a magnetic strip while telling her I’d just bought those slacks. When I invited her to reach in, too, she stepped back and said, “That’s ok. You’re free to go.”

 

And that’s what God says, too. If we stray into sin and long to get out, he’s always willing to help set us free.

“The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.” (Psalm 103:8)

It’s in my head.

Every Tuesday morning a small group of women gathers in our church library to pray. We try to take God at his word: that he hears us, acts on our requests, and has the power to change the lives and circumstances we pray about.

As we sit around an oval table each week, I sometimes think about God’s perspective. Though we believe he’s near, we also know he’s watching from his high position in the heavenlies. He sees us spreading out our prayer lists and knows we’re hoping he’ll do spectacular things in the lives of those we’re about to pray for.

GiftsBut he sees something else, too: the blessings he has prepared for those of us who assemble to pray.

We don’t ask for them, but our generous God has them wrapped and ready for our little group every single week. It might be an unusual prayer spoken over someone who is particularly precious to one of us. Or one of our Scripture cards might do something powerful as it’s read aloud.* Or it might be a direct word from him plunked into the heart of one of us during moments of silence between requests. Or, like today, it might be an insight shared from one woman to the rest of us.

Prayer mugs

The requests that come to us include people who desire reconciliation with someone else. This morning as we talked about forgiveness, we chose verses to pray over those people. And then we spent a few minutes talking about sins of the mind and how insidious they are, how difficult to route out.

That’s when God’s gift of new understanding came in a statement made by one of the ladies: “Why do you think Jesus died on a hill that looked like a skull?”

Place of the Skull.I’d never given much thought to the name of the place where Jesus died and what it meant: Golgotha (“place of the skull,” John 19:17). Though it’s named for its resemblance to a skull, might it include a warning to be especially vigilant to guard our minds against sin? After all, the grey matter inside our skulls is where sin-battles rage. Whether we’re making a yes-or-no decision to do something we know is wrong, or are wrestling with sins already committed that need forgiving, it’s all mental torment.

If we learn to attack evil at its starting point, in our heads, we have a much better chance of living victorious Christian lives. And today, as I understood the dramatic picture-link between “Golgotha” and the sins inside my skull (for which Christ died), I knew our generous God had given us yet another gift during our prayer time, this one an intensely practical one.

“Be transformed by the renewal of your mind…” (Romans 12:2)

*(God’s Wish List)