But sometimes all those preparations can just turn into a scary struggle with CONTROL in our lives. We have this drive to always know what is coming next. If we could just see up around the bend, then it would be all ok. We could just relax. I don't know about you but I hate reading the ends of books. I don't want to know how it will turn out, I want to go along for the ride and be surprised at the beautiful ending. I trust the author. DON'T tell me how it ends!!!
So then why when things go all awry and the unknown is before me do I start planning, researching, back up planning and most of all worrying. I did this last year when we had looming layoffs at work. What would I do? Where would I go? The questions seemed unrelenting and the answers didn't come floating down from above. Its those times when we are uncertain of the future and we just don't know what will come tomorrow that we are tested in our trust in the provision and guidance of our God. Do we trust that he has a fantastic journey and ending for us? Why can't we just go along with the story? Why do we want to spoil it? Isn't he the author of the best story we'll ever know?
We are supposed to be good steward's of our money, time and resources, but how does that fit with reliance on our good Father, the Provider? I'm so black and white sometimes it is hard to dwell in the gray for even a small time. Matthew 6 is all about relying on God for our provision.
Matthew 6:34
For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Focus on seeking his kingdom first. God knows what we need. Live in today.
That's hard when I am not so happy in today and my hope is that tomorrow will be better. Are we limiting ourselves in our ability to see God by our unending focus on the future? I can't help but think that much of our practical preparations are waste and distraction. I think I might be finally getting it. Oh, the thought gives me ulcers... but maybe eventually it will give me freedom too.
