Enraged

TobyI grew up with a scruffy but loveable dog named Toby. We had him for 15 years, and he was an important member of my childhood family.

BaronThen when Nate and I were newlyweds, we adopted little Baron and loved him like a baby.

 

Penny, 9 weeksOther dogs have come and gone through the years, but when we bought a 4 week old Golden Retriever named Penny, we figured we had our long-term family dog.

In her 3rd year, however, something snapped inside her. It happened on a day when Nate and I had taken her to the beach, her favorite fetching place. While he walked the shoreline, I threw a stick for Penny, who never tired of retrieving.

 

Penny retrievesAfter 30 minutes, I leaned over to attach her leash as I’d done many times before, but this time she looked up at me, unexpectedly bared her teeth, and in a full blown attack clamped down on my hand, biting all the way through.

“Penny!” I shouted. “Stop! It’s me!” She and I had spent most days together, and I’d been the one who fed her, played fetch in the yard every morning after carpooling, and loved her wholeheartedly. But she was in a blind rage and didn’t know me. Intent on her attack, she released my hand and bit me again and again, moving up my arm toward my throat.

She pulled me to the sand, shaking me like a hunting dog shakes a rabbit, and I felt myself being dragged to the water. I remembered that if a dog ever attacked, the thing to do was jab your fingers in its eyes and it would quit. But Penny had been my friend, and there was no way I could do that. Thankfully, Nate came running back from his walk just then, shouting and waving his arms. Penny let go of me and ran, her strange attack over.

Once in a while we hear about people raging in a way much like Penny did, turning in unexplained fury on those they supposedly love. It’s impossible to understand and gives rise to anger within us when we think of the innocents they’ve harmed, especially if they are children. Our instinct is to want them to suffer exactly as they’ve made others suffer, which sounds fair. But God tells us vengeful thinking isn’t right.

Incredibly he says, Do not repay evil for evil or reviling for reviling.” (1 Peter 3:9) Instead “be transformed by the renewal of your mind…” (Romans 12:2) He’s saying, “Let me give you a radically different way to think.” But of course we aren’t able to push away thoughts of pay-back without his supernatural power flowing through us.

He’s willing to give us that, though, if we’re willing to receive it. But vengeance must be left to him, he says, and in the end he’ll see to it that perfect justice will be done.

“When Jesus was reviled, he did not revile in return; when he suffered, he did not threaten, but continued entrusting himself to him who judges justly.” (1 Peter 2:23)

Plumb Crazy

The big gunsWe’re taking showers again at our house. After losing repeatedly in a war against the elements (i.e. roots and soil in our basement pipes), we finally saw victory. Two drain-clearing experts arrived with their mega-machinery and extensive know-how, and now our floor drain flows freely.

Amazingly, the whole thing was probably my fault.

It turns out that when this house was built in 1938, the city sewer system didn’t exist. Most houses had septic systems. In the 1970’s, sewers arrived, but many homes (ours included) left basement drains emptying into the ground. That worked well until the year 2000… when we arrived.

While doing yard clean-up one day, I noticed a mini-gulley in the back yard beneath the ivy. Each time I raked, swept, or collected debris, I’d throw it into that long, narrow depression in an effort to level off the ground. Unbeknownst to me, that little ditch was the exit route for our basement shower.

Piled debris

By the time the plumbers figured it out last week, they’d dug through four feet of dirt, leaves, and twigs covering the hole where water had always flowed freely. I’d unwittingly made my own compost pile over the opening, facilitating rapid growth of surrounding roots. As the roots searched for water, they moved directly up the pipe, bringing their soil base along with them. Pretty clever on their part. Absolute idiocy on mine.

This saga is a first-rate example of what a tangled mess can result from making decisions based on wrong information. If I’d have taken one minute to look for a reason why that little ditch was there, I might have seen the edge of the pipe. The plumber actually found a rim of bricks in a semi-circle around the opening, which surely would have tipped me off to the reason for the gulley.

Rushing ahead without thinking (like me) isn’t a sensible way to bounce through life, since it leaves the results open to chance. Scripture speaks to that kind of slapdash approach in a disapproving way: The wise are cautious and avoid danger; fools plunge ahead with reckless confidence.” (Proverbs 14:16)

Thankfully, this time it was only a plumbing problem. There is one category of life, though, where reckless confidence can lead to permanent catastrophe: our relationship to God. Where do we stand with him? Are we confident we’ll be with him after we die? Or are we recklessly leaving it to chance? These are questions we all need to answer for ourselves.

My plumbing problem was a mystery for a long time, but our whereabouts after we die need never be a mystery. If we put our trust and confidence in God according to his Word, we’ll end up in his presence, exactly as he promised.

The rescue vehicle

And I’m sure there’ll be no plumbing problems there.

“Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise… Do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is. (Ephesians 5:15,17)

Obstructed (Part 2)

After a discouraging day yesterday trying to rod out a basement drain pipe, my brother-in-law Bervin and nephew Karl returned early this morning with a bigger, better cable machine, determined to solve the problem. They’d figured out that the pipe, on its way from our shower to the street sewer, had become blocked with hair-like roots surrounded by globs of dirt.

From the pipe

Apparently a tiny root needs only a sliver between two sections of clay pipe to work its way in. As it grows, it produces a network of new roots, and the steady water supply of a shower-fed pipe facilitates hearty growth.

Little by little dirt follows roots into the pipe, and voila, a colossal clog. The guys pulled out a bucket-full of root-parts along with a generous supply of rich black soil, and it wasn’t long before the basement smelled like a newly rototilled garden.

As Bervin forced the twisting cable further and further down the pipe, there was no end to the root-dirt combo they found. It seemed to be literally filling the pipe, some roots the thickness of a finger. How any shower water could have drained in recent weeks was beyond our understanding.

Phase 2

About 3 hours later and 60 feet of cable down the pipe, our diligent workers reached an impasse beyond which the spinning line absolutely refused to go. By their calculations, it had passed under our entire basement floor, through the front yard, and out to the road in front of our house. Still the whoosh of free-flowing water we’d all longed to hear, hadn’t happened.

Eventually everybody runs into projects like this one, a set of rigid circumstances that refuses to bend to our will. It’s exasperating and even angering, but neither of those emotions help solve the problem.

Sometimes we encounter people-projects just as exasperating and angering, and our frustration leads us to apply the same force to change a person as we applied to the basement pipe, with the hope that we can make someone bend to our will. We might use our most creative ingenuity in an effort to force them to change, but much like our basement dilemma, for various reasons it doesn’t work.

After years of trying and lots of failing on my part, I’ve finally learned there’s only one way to change another person, and that’s to step back and let God do it. His power to convict, correct, and create something new within a human being is in a category all its own, just like a professional plumber’s high-powered equipment is superior to anything we’ve been able to use in our pipe.

God’s Spirit can cause change to flow into someone’s life like we never could, and I’m hoping a well-equipped plumber will be able to get water flowing through my shower drain again.

(Fingers crossed.)

Jesus cried out, “Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’ ” (John 7:38)