What do you want from God?
I’m leaving a lot of space on purpose. Go back and pray on that. Meditate on it. Think about it. Really press in. What do YOU want from God?
I’m not going to give you any easy answers on this one. Matter of fact, I’m not going to give you any. This is a personal question with a personal answer. It’s not selfish. It’s not arrogant. We know what God wants from us. But what do YOU want from God?
If you can’t answer that question, how can you expect God to answer it?
Luke 11:9 “So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.
I love computers but I hate computer problems. I don’t like when programs don’t work right or when I get that little clock that spins. It’s supposed to make me think that something is trying to work. It only makes me more frustrated.
I do appreciate when a company admits that a program is defective in some way. I use the Wikipedia encyclopedia almost every day. Remember when you had to buy volumes of encyclopedias for hundreds of dollars and they were out of date the day you got them? Anyway, I often come upon a page that says “this page has some issues”. I don’t know what the “issues” are. It just says that it has “issues”.
Isn’t that like life? We meet people and we wonder “what are their issues?” Everyone has “issues”. We just don’t always know what they are. Sometimes we don’t even know what “issues” we have until someone else points them out.
I could use two different scriptures that deal with “issues”. One would be Matthew 7:3 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?
Instead I chose John 8:6. But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. 7 When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”
We love to cheer on Jesus in this passage but in our own lives, would we be that gracious? If the adulterous woman sat next to us in church on a Sunday morning would we be excited or would we slide away because she has “issues”? How about a tax collector? Thief? How are we feeling about athletes that use illegal drugs right now? I have to admit that I probably would have been in the crowd with a rock in my hand.
Lord please help us to love your children the way you have loved us.
I frequently admit that I struggle with feelings of failure and depression. This past season of my life has not been easy. Has it been easy for anyone? In my mind I bounce around between “It’s a Wonderful Life” and “Christmas Vacation”. If you don’t know me, you won’t get that.
All that aside, I have stepped into a beautiful time of life. I have always loved being a Dad and now I get to be a “Poppy” as well. It’s great and I love it although I could tell you some really funny (or sad) stories about raising a 17 year old son! There’s not enough room here for those stories.
Back to the point . . . besides being a Dad in the natural, I am also stepping into being a spiritual dad. Amazing. They don’t list this as a job on any career postings but wow is it the best job on the planet. I don’t know what the qualifications are but somehow I have gotten here. I just read a letter from a neighbor girl who is in the hospital and who is dealing with a lot of pain. She writes “honestly, you’re the closest thing that I have to a dad”. What a boost to a day!
I learned from a really good Dad but more importantly we ALL learn from a really great DAD. Our Father pours His love on us every day. We don’t need to solve the world’s problems but we all have enough love poured into us to help someone. I’m not going to list a hundred “acts of kindness” or tips on how to care for a neighbor. Listen to your Father and reach out a hand to someone near you. Find someone that you can pick up and hold. Share a tear or a cup of coffee while you listen.
Blessings to each of you today as you walk out His love.
Isaiah 1:17 Learn to do right; seek justice. Defend the oppressed. Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.