Miss Octopus

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Little Emerald is a happy baby, smiling even when she’s exhausted or hungry, sometimes when we’re not even looking at her. And if she’s crying, the slightest encouragement brings a smile while she’s still in tears. She even smiles at her rattles and toys, though she saves her best grins for one toy in particular: Miss Octopus.

Miss Octopus

This aqua-colored stuffed animal was designed to hang from a baby’s play gym, but Emerald liked it so much we hung it from a kitchen cabinet instead. Not a day goes by that she doesn’t have several communication sessions with Miss Octopus, gazing up at her from a blanket on the counter.

I don’t think Emerald loves Miss Octopus with the same adoration she feels for Birgitta, but there’s definitely a strong attraction. When she gets a glimpse of her blue friend she gets instantly happy, no matter what her mood.

Emerald’s world is limited compared to the rest of us. She’s never been far from home and is happiest when keeping to a calm, slightly dull routine. Because of that, it doesn’t take much to get her excited.

That’s not true for the rest of us. We’ve been around the block a few times, so to speak, and it takes quite a bit more than the wide smile of a stuffed octopus to get us going. That’s especially true of our spiritual lives. We might find that our Bible reading and prayer times don’t enthuse us anymore, though we’re not sure of the reason.

Maybe it’s because we haven’t experienced God doing anything for us lately, so we’ve become indifferent toward him. And the reason behind that might be we’ve forgotten what he looks like, so have missed what he’s done for us.

Scripture tells us how to “see” him. We’re to watch for unusual circumstances that first appear to be merely coincidental. Do they have something to do with what we’ve prayed about? If so, could it be God’s movement we’re seeing?

We’ve also learned that when life starts falling apart, we’re supposed to watch for him. In the midst of everything going bad, he’s usually right around the corner. Another place we might see him is just after we’ve received shocking news of any kind. When we cry out in anguish, he responds from nearby, showing himself to be very close.

Delight over Miss Octopus

There are other ways we can see God too, such as in the natural world, but none of the above “sightings” will happen without one prerequisite: we have to look for him. And just like little Emerald looks for Miss Octopus when she’s put on the kitchen counter, we ought to strain to see our Lord. Then, when we do, it’ll be even more exciting than Emerald getting a glimpse of her much-loved octo-friend.

“You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.” (Jeremiah 29:13)

Funny how that works…

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Jack's delightI absolutely love winter. My heavy black coat thickens into a super-coat, and the panting heat of summer is long gone. Snow is like the frosting on my wintertime cake, and I like to burrow in it, roll in it, and wriggle upsidedown happy-dancing in it. Truth be told, I’d like to live outdoors through the entire winter except for one thing: the people I love are inside.

The newest person inside the house is the baby who arrived last October. I didn’t stress much at the time, figuring her position on center stage would be short-lived. After 3½ months, though, she’s still the main attraction, and I have definitely slipped in the rankings. Most of the sweet-talk is still going her way, and the general public races to greet her first now, instead of me.

But something odd has happened in the last week. Deep inside me I sense the beginning of a strange affection for this mini-human. Unlike me when I was 3 months old, she can’t walk, run, stand, or even sit up. She’s virtually helpless, and my heart goes out to her. She doesn’t even realize she could reach the dog treats if she tried.

So finally I decided to reconcile myself with the fact that she’s here to stay, and along with that, I might as well get in sync with the others in our house. Now when I hear Midge or anyone else cooing or sweet-talking the baby, I no longer push in for my share of the love. Instead I’ve begun a little cooing of my own. Though it sounds more like a squeaky hinge, in my head it’s cooing.

Love

And it’s funny what began happening. Last week when I gently laid down next to the baby on her play mat, both Birgitta and Midge ran for their cameras. “Look how cute he is!” they said, actually referring to me this time. “He wants to be with the baby. What a sweet doggie!” And click-click went the cameras.

Later that day I gave the baby two gentle kisses on her tiny hand, which was a special gift to her, since I give out only about 5 kisses per month. (By the way, she tasted very good.)

You know, sometimes when we want something badly (like I wanted all the attention), it escapes us. No matter how we try, we can’t make it ours. Then when we give up and surrender the thing we wanted most, it somehow comes to us! It doesn’t make sense, but that’s what’s happened to me.

Making a snow angel

And I’m so thrilled about it, I think I’ll go out in the snow right now and celebrate with a nice long happy dance!

“Give, and you will receive…. The amount you give will determine the amount you get back.” (Luke 6:38)

From Good to Groaning

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Garden of EdenI like to think about what life must have been like in the Garden of Eden, not just to wonder what a sin-free world looked like but to get a glimpse into our own futures. Someday we’ll be living on the New Earth, which will probably be much like Eden.

 

Good morning!

This morning, as I was waking up, I looked out my bedroom windows to see an unspoiled snowy landscape here in southwest Michigan. It struck me that Adam and Eve never saw snow when they woke up. They were comfortable living naked, which speaks to warm temps both day and night, probably a steady 72. So apparently snow and freezing weather wasn’t part of God’s original plan for humanity.

But what else wasn’t in the garden? Melting ice caps, oil spills, flooding, drought, forest fires, tsunamis, and super storms.

Has nature run amuck?

Although we humans are endangered by, and sometimes fearful of these climate extremes, God isn’t nervous about them at all. He has complete control over the weather (which includes global warming) by merely a whispered word. His power over our globe is not only unequaled, it’s absolutely sovereign.

So why doesn’t he do something to reign in all the wild extremes?

God knows that every dysfunction in the natural world is a result of the rebellion that got started in his unblemished garden. Our rebellion. If we’d have done things his way, none of nature’s negatives would have come to be. The fact that we’re experiencing them now is just a long-term natural consequence of our flawed behavior. God admits that through Scripture: he originally labeled our planet “good” but has now down-graded it to “groaning.” (Romans 8:22)

He also recognizes that nature isn’t the only thing groaning. We are, too: “We believers also groan… for we long for our bodies to be released from sin and suffering. We, too, wait with eager hope.” (v. 23)

And therein lies God’s reason for not speaking words that will still the storms and save our planet. He wants us to get excited about the future when he’ll re-balance nature and return everything to the way it was in the beginning. He wants us to long for it, hope passionately for it, and get others excited to do the same. He’s hoping we’ll believe the words of Scripture about the New Earth and speak confidently to others about our God’s abilities and his faithfulness to his promises.

Outside my windows

So when I’m tempted to admire the snow blanketing my neighborhood, I should remind myself that running around naked in it wouldn’t be any fun at all. Brrrr.

”Against its will, all creation was subjected to God’s curse. But with eager hope, the creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay.” (Romans 8:20-21)