Song: Pixie Dust by Ruby Summer
In Sunday School, the golden rule was “do unto others as you want them to do unto you”; Matthew 7:12.
Easy to remember, a bit harder to do. As I got older I came up a new golden rule, “Be careful what you ask God for because it’s not coming the way you think”. Translation: God’s MO is not sprinkling pixie dust on you so you get the lesson.
Want more patience? God lets you get in situations that work your last reserved nerve until it doesn’t bother you anymore. Want some wisdom? Play the how many dumb mistakes does it take for you to pray for guidance towards better choices. I’ve asked for neither of these things, but I have asked for strength to not bend over every hiccup about my health. What did I get? An extensive wait in the ER waiting room, admission overnight in the same hospital I’ll be in on Tuesday and a bad attitude cause I’m hungry. Yeah 😒
I consider myself a mix of traits like kettle corn; mostly sweet but a bit salty. So I thank God that I’m not in pain, but I whine about another slice into my body. I worship because I know that He is with me and nothing catches Him by surprise, but I gripe about wanting some warning so I can calm myself down……And then it hit me:
If I knew what was coming I’d be trying to fix things or preparing myself for whatever. My ignorance of what’s ahead keeps me leaning on Him. How could He be my Jehovah Rohi if I always know where I’m going and how to get there?
So I pipe myself down and take a page out of Davids’ playbook:
Psalm 119:71 says it this way: “It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees”.
Thank You God