Give them Uncontrol.
A few weeks ago Carey and I were at Wal-Mart and walked by the baby gates.
I immediately thought to myself, “Look at all those baby gates. What could I do with those?”
We already have three baby gates in use in our house. Our dogs are getting older and we are finding accidents. I asked God how more baby gates would help.
He said, “I didn’t say you need those baby gates.”
That’s when I realized I had been grabbed – only for a short minute – by that “control thing” that still gets me every now and then.
I thanked God for breaking down my walls – I’ve gone from walls to partitions to sheets – and all the way down to baby gates, which are easy to step over.
I’m getting better. At least I think I am – until I think harder.
Meals with the grandkids at our house can still bug me. Japeth, the oldest grandkid, starts eating first, eats the fastest, finishes first, then leaves the table, tempting the others to leave the table before finishing.
When I was growing up, we couldn’t start eating until everyone was seated. And we always had to stay at the table until everyone was finished. (I want so badly to write right now, “Because that’s the right way to be.”)
I’ve seen where breaking routine is good for the Spirit (see Grace Mug at http://www.everydayisprecious.com for more.) Now I see how my old habits of control can put me in a place to condemn – and feel superior to – others.
And I still have routines and I still strive for functionality.
In my coffee ritual, I have four minutes to wait while the coffee steeps. I have found lots of things I can do in those four minutes. I can do thirty or forty sit ups, refill all the pets’ water dishes, water the garden, pick the garden, or empty the compost.
But all my functionality only serves to give me an illusion of control. God is in control and He’ll tell me where He wants my help – if I’ll listen.
There is still something in me that wants to be in control. My two-year-old self can bang on things just to see that I can have an effect on things.
The illusion of control may calm me temporarily, but the want of control can never be fully satisfied. The more I feel that I have, the more I want, so I can control even more – including the ability to control!
But the illusion of control is one of the enemy’s greatest deceits: a way to help me think I am a god, or worse, God Himself.
Thankfully, the Truth that God is in control sets you free.
You can’t remove all the need in the world today but there are lots of ways you can help. Ask God to help you remove your walls and baby gates and move farther from a place of control, closer to a place of obedience.