In this world, we’re told to: Make our own destinies. Take action. Steer the course for our lives. We’re told that we *should* control our situations, our surroundings.
It’s very counter-cultural to be willing to cast all cares aside and trust utterly in God. And it’s *not easy*. It should be. But it is an otherworldly way of thinking, and it is a battle. Ah, yes. We’re supposed to take every thought captive. But those captives can make quite a noise behind their prison walls….
I want to be something I’m not yet. I want to be like that hermit on the hill who trusts God to bring him food and drink, sunshine and rain, joy and meaning. I want to soar effortlessly along, flying on wings of faith.
“I want” is always a problem, is it not? 🙂 Are we humans ever satisfied? Satisfied with ourselves, satisfied with our surroundings?
I look at myself and I am displeased. I make the mark, “Be ye perfect as your Father in Heaven is perfect” and I fall short. (Duh). And I grit my teeth and shove hard on that prison door, leaning on it to hold it closed. Instead I should be holding this verse to heart…
1 Peter 5:7 Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.
Instead of holding the prison door with my strength, perhaps I should take those thoughts captive so I can hand the string over to Christ and have done. Not burying the worries, but surrendering them. Surrendering them over and over again – as often as they come up. Talking things out with Him, not just confessing anxiety.
Not every moment of life can be easy. For me, being patient in a time of change is terribly difficult. It doesn’t have to be easy, it doesn’t have to look easy. Because I have hope. Hope not in the change, but hope in Christ, that whatever comes will be beautiful. All this *will* pass………………
It’s positively otherworldly, to let it go and not try to hang on and steer.