THE ABIDING LIFE
Praising God in an Imperfect World
By Gwen Sellers
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Life is hard. Change is stressful. Transition is rough. But even when we aren't in the midst of an obvious life-stressor, we still live in a fallen world. And we're still hit on a regular basis by its shrapnel. It seems that no matter the circumstances, we can pretty generally and regularly attest that this life we lead is not an easy one. So how do we respond? Do we look at the proverbial glass as half-full or as half-empty? Or, as my brother-in-law would contend, the glass is inappropriately sized. I take the inappropriately-sized and half-full approach. Let me explain.
Our world is fallen and cursed. Sin runs rampant and infects everything. Even apart from the ill effects of obvious sinfulness, things just don't work the way they should. Appliances break, clothes wear out, droughts ruin crops, our bodies get sick, etc., etc. This is so pervasive in our lives that we even joke about it. It's Murphy's Law, right? Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. You'll plan each detail but at least one is bound to fall through. People will disappoint you. You will disappoint yourself. Dreams will be crushed. Life won't turn out how you expected it. It's just stark reality.
This, to me, is where the inappropriately-sized glass perspective makes sense. Our world isn't what it should be (Romans 8:18-25). We are made for more than this and those of us who have put our faith in Christ have the hope of eternity spent with Him. God will one day destroy this earth and provide a new heavens and new earth (2 Peter 3:11-13; Revelation 21-22). All will be redeemed. All will be made right. It is appropriate that we groan over the imperfections of our world. They simply aren't what best suits us and we know that something better is coming.
Here's a recent example of this paradigm at work in my life. In my last blog I wrote about waiting on God, specifically regarding finding a house. The wait is over. I've recently moved into a new-to-me townhome. To be honest, the move was more difficult and stressful than I'd imagined. God had been so evident and faithful in the waiting. He challenged me and grew me and gave so many signs along the way that this process was His. Even finding the house was obviously a God-thing. Each little detail to get me to look at the place happened just as it needed to. The hard part of waiting was over, so it should all be downhill from here, right? Also, I consider myself to be a responsible person and did my portion of getting moving details in place. So I guess I expected the move to be completely seamless and perfect. But, perhaps as with my initial house-buying idea, God's timing and way is not mine (Isaiah 55:8-9).
I live alone and don't care for clutter so I expected moving my things would be a relatively quick process. Let me tell you, you don't know how much stuff you have until you move. I'd intended to move by myself with some help from friends for furniture. I made sure to take plenty of time off work and prepared for multiple days of being singularly focused on the move. But I also thought that I was being over-prepared and anxious and wouldn't really need it all. And here's the God-piece. It did happen quickly, but it required more help than I anticipated. God had already prepared that in advance. My parents helped with boxes, waited on new furniture to be delivered, and manned the fort when my friends were moving my furniture. My mom has answered countless phone calls from me and patiently listened and offered assistance. My friends not only moved my furniture but started cleaning my apartment. Another friend fixed up a few things in the house and put in new locks. It took a village I hadn't anticipated, but God had that village prepared in advance. He has provided me with very generous (and capable) friends. How amazing that I get to see just how thankful I am for them and just what kind of friends I have. I know that I'm not in this life alone. There are people who care about me, who offer to help, and who really mean it when they do.
There were also some cool God moments in other things. The final closing cost that I was given Monday afternoon was not the final closing cost that the title company presented on Wednesday afternoon. But they said no big deal and figured out the extra dollar some other way. A friend whose husband is a realtor told me that he's seen people re-do all the paperwork due to a difference in a penny. But it didn't hinder my transaction at all. Wow, God, thank you! Pizza was sent to me as a gift (how nice), but the tip wasn't included as I'd expected. The title company reimbursed me for recording fees in the exact amount I tipped. That's pretty neat. The previous owners left behind curtains that are a color I like and look great in my bedroom. Very nice to have a home-ier feel even before I decorate.
But, as you can imagine, there were also some details that didn't work out. The previous owners did not clean the house thoroughly. But, I know how to clean. The master bathroom does not have the drawer space I'm used to, but there is a whole other bathroom that I didn't have before. The washer and dryer were not included, as I'd thought they might be. But, they were old so having a newer set is great, and it turned out other things I'd budgeted for weren't expenses. The brand new dryer didn't come with all its pieces, but after a few phone calls and a helpful customer service agent, another brand new dryer is on the way. These are all pretty regular adjustment-type things. Not a shocker and they don't really mess with the sense of the goodness of God's provision. But when you're exhausted from moving and change, these things have a way of nagging.
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