Gimme That…….

Song: Prodigal Son by Fred Hammond

Sometimes I want to just snatch the reins of my life from God and say “gimme that, don’t know what you’re doing”. This is not a woe is me tale nor an invitation to a pity party, but a genuine reflection of my confusion. What was wrong with the plans I had for my life? They may have had a slightly large portion of making Robin happy, but that pie had love God and serve others in there too.
So as I go through another round of “what exactly is wrong with this girl” at the hospital, I get overwhelmed and fatigued trying to find some good and purpose in all of this. I also find myself feeling grateful that God is a Good Father. Earthly parents would have a bit of fussing and some “I told you so” and whatever else they can come up with as you hold your crumbling dreams and broken heart and complete disillusionment in your hands. But God tells us that He will hand us the reins of our life and when it goes badly, as it so often does, He will welcome us back into the fold like the incident never happened (Luke 15:11-32).
I find myself finding comfort in a different place now. Instead of the reactionary emotions that well up with each situation I find myself purposely telling myself that God has already been where I am. I remind myself that the path through this situation was paved by a God who wants the best for me and though there’s pain, I must stick to the belief that the benefit of the lesson far outweighs this momentary discomfort. So my inner man bucks up with enough strength to carry my physical man through all these new cuts and aches and I continue to rest in the fact that …..
The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
Psalms 23