Is that your final answer, God?

"The subject is closed! If you ask me one more time I’m going to ground you.” I said this to one of my children when they asked to do something, again.

“I’m sorry Mom I can’t quit thinking about it.”

            I couldn’t imagine where this child got that persistent, determined, annoying, attitude. Then I looked in the mirror and smiled.

            My life was one quiet determination to not quit. Even God wasn’t excluded from my attitude. It’s a wonder He didn’t ground me several times when I came back and asked for something…again.

            At least I had good company from another who wouldn’t give up. Moses was a good example of wrestling with God.

The LORD said to Moses, “I have seen this people,

and behold, they are an obstinate people. “Now then let Me alone,

 that My anger may burn against them and that I may destroy them…” Exodus 32:9,10

 But Moses didn’t leave God alone. He reminded Jehovah of his promises to his people, appealed to God’s name and reputation, and appealed to God’s precedent like an experienced lawyer. God changed his mind.

You’ll never know God’s final answer until you ask more then once, or twice, or maybe three times. He said to me once. “I’ve told you and you won’t receive the answer.”  So, I asked Him again. He grounded me.

IT'S NOT TOO LATE

I cringed and wondered if he was too late.The older gentleman squeezed sideways between two automatic doors that were almost closed. They didn't crush him, but immediately the doors sensed he was there and opened. He walked through into the store and I followed behind him.

The verse that says our "calling makes room for us" had been in my mouth earlier that day. This gentleman illustrated that verse in front of my eyes.

Our "calling MAKING room for us" didn't mean walking unopposed into what God had created us to do. This man saw a small opening, a small opportunity almost closed and jumped into it. The doors that were almost closed detected his presence and opened.

When we were created God put a calling, a gifting into us. So whether your gift is to serve, to teach, exhort, give, lead, or show mercy, it's time to squeeze sideways into that doorway and see your destiny open and others will follow. (Romans 12:7-8. )

"For the gifts and the calling of God are irrevoccable." Romans 11:29

Roast Husband

 This made me laugh. It was a woman’s retreat. Four women were sitting at a table eating roast husband while an older lady and I sat there hearing their comments. We ate and did some polite chit chat, but she seemed in a hurry.

“He forgets our anniversary,” the first gal said.

“Well, mine gives me gifts, but all I want is more time with him.”

“My husband thinks washing dishes is women’s work. I would love to have him help me. But he sits in his chair while I cook, clean, and care for our kids.”

“Mine helps around the house, but he never talks. If he would just ask me how my day went, or tell me I did a good job.”

The older lady sat there with a twinkle in her eyes. When they finished she stood up to leave and spoke up.

“Well ladies, the way I see it, you can either switch husbands, or learn how to receive and give love to the one God gave you.” Later they walked into the auditorium together and realized she was the speaker for a retreat called: Learning to be Content.

But Godliness with contentment is great gain. 1Timothy 6:6

Grandma's One Room School

            “I learned the three R’s in a one-room school. Reading, Riting, and Rithmetic taught to the tune of a hickory stick.” The lady I called Grandma often repeated stories from her childhood. Her tales about  a one-room school with twelve grades were my favorite.

I could visualize the bully who pushed her off the swings, and the older sister who pushed him off and washed her skinned knees. I saw the older student who helped her learn to read, and how she fought to get honor grades.

            As I got older I compared her one-room school to life. In the school of life we learn the three G’s. As predictable as the sun rises and the sun sets the three G’s come. Grief. Grace. Glory.

Grief leads the team and often comes without warning. Relationships are broken. Hurt, guilt and anger knock on our door. Someone gets pushed off the swing and we pick them up, and clean their wounds. Sometimes we get pushed off and only Jesus picks us up. As long as we live on one planet filled with good and bad children we will have conflict and grief.

Grace comes next. God’s grace is what we need to recover from grief, and what we need to release and forgive those who cause the pain. We are admonished in Hebrews twelve to “receive the grace of God, and to watch that no poisonous root of bitterness grows up to trouble you and others.” Grief can grow a weed called bitterness. This weed will spread through the whole field if we don’t apply the weed killer called grace. We are told to come boldly to His throne to receive grace.

Glory waits patiently to be revealed last. God’s order is grief, grace and then glory. We are changed into his image from glory to glory. Now! Not when you get to heaven. “Our present sufferings are not worth comparing to the glory that will be revealed in us, ” Roman 8:18.

Grief, grace and glory run in cycles throughout our life. Grandma fought hard to receive an honor grade in her one-room school.  We fight hard to receive glory in our schoolroom called life.