More Than I Can Handle
“God doesn’t give us more than we can handle!”
These words are often spoken in our most desperate
moments. They are our “HOSANNA” – a prayer
& a praise; a plea really to a loving God who surely wouldn’t weigh our
shoulders down unto breaking. Yet, in mercy & loving kindness our
compassionate God does just that, give us daily, way more than we can handle.
He needs us dependent upon Him. So, those sweet words of comfort,
unfortunately, are just not true. They hold no bearing to an authentic
Christian life. Fortunately, our incredible Lord, just as with sorrow, pours
out more joy than we can handle. He daily steers our little ship into complete
& total dependence upon His governing winds.
I have fought this. I still do, unfortunately. I struggle
with my will. I am finishing up the book “Kisses from Katie” by Katie Davis.
She describes the struggle she is having with her three year old daughter Grace
& bath time. Grace has decided to assert her will not to take a bath. Katie
struggles with her every evening. First, encouraging her, and then being firm
with her; explaining this is what she needs. In the end it is a struggle to haul
her into the tub; Grace fighting, kicking, & pouting. Then Grace remembers
that she actually likes bath time & she settles & often doesn’t want to
leave the tub.
Katie explains that this is often how God, our Father, has
to deal with us being in the center of His will:
Sometimes I
still think what I do with my life should be my decision. God asks, and
reasons, and encourages. He gently explains that I do not know what is best for
me and that I do not always get what I want. And I just look at Him, not
understanding at all what He’s trying to say. Sometimes, I even whine and sob
and shriek, just like a tired, angry three-year-old.
So God picks me
up, exhausted from struggling, and plops me in the center of His will for my
life. And then a funny thing happens. As I kick and scream and struggle, I
remember: I like being in the center of God’s will for my life. God’s plan is
usually pretty great. It is a whole lot better than mine anyway. I am so glad
that He does not allow me to win.
I shudder to think what would transpire if God did allow me
to win. My heart breaks as I wrestle, like Jacob, with God. I fight Him until I
am black and blue, and He never backs down. He is a parent who knows what is
best for their child. Even when I make catastrophic mistakes, run from all the
love He has for me, when I crest that hill and He catches sight of His wayward
daughter, He comes running. His instruction,
while sometimes painful, is always meant for my good. He is making me into a
woman of character; a daughter who will proclaim His love to other hurting
souls.
He equips me with thorns in my side in order that His
strength might be manifested in my weakness. I am then unable to be haughty
about my situation, but in all humility, speak of the wondrous God I serve. I
am able to reach out, at times through my pain, and touch another soul,
lessening their burden. I do not need to change the world or do something
monumental. If I will reach out past my comfort zone, and touch one with love
then I have shown Christ to someone.
Life is hard. It is painful. Suffering hollows out deep
grooves in our soul. The caverns left in its wake can either be left to fester
with pride, anger, resentment or be filled with the healing power of Jesus. It
does seem easier to be numb instead of feel. We often do this with food,
alcohol, sex, drugs, gossip, etc… These things step in as our surrogate god,
dulling the pain, with seemingly little cost. We even replace human love for
God’s love. I see this reflected in the eyes of discontented husbands and
wives.
We spin our wheels, striving to keep our head above water,
wanting to follow God, afraid to follow God. The cycle never ends. We don’t
trust God with our hearts because we haven’t quit struggling with His will. We
think He doesn’t have our best in mind.
I love Matthew 11: 29-30 which says:
29 Take my yoke
upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will
find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
It was kind of the “God doesn’t give you more than you can
handle” verse for me. It seemed light and airy, full of promise. I didn’t
really realize the weightiness of the verse.
“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me”…when oxen are
placed in a yoke they are basically being trained to walk where the plowman
wishes them to go. The pain and struggle of fighting to go the wrong way only
leads to more correction. It leaves us tired, weary, & broken. Yet, Jesus
is gentle and humble at heart. He will provide a resting place for our souls.
If we would stop wrestling against the yoke we would learn the ease of
following its direction. Our burdens might break us in two if we handled them
on our own, but it wasn’t intended to be that way. God walked with Adam &
Eve in the cool of the day. He laughed with them & they knew fellowship.
Our hearts will always struggle under the loss of Eden. We
were made with these restless wondering spirits that bleed with the need be
filled. The need for God.
I want to be used up by Jesus. I know I will fail. I know that
I will seek the world instead of Him more often than I would like. I know I
will forget to show someone love. I am sure I will feel lonely, small,
forgotten, & scared. I am certain I
will make an utter fool of myself. But, I want the burden that comes with being
in the center of His will. I am tired of being the dog that chases her tail. I
cannot get anywhere when I try to do it on my own. I have to come to understand
that there are things I just may never understand. It is easy to get into a
questioning game with God. We don’t understand, we think we know best. Well, I
don’t know best. I want all the wick & wax gone.
Brother Jesse preached a beautiful sermon this past Sunday
about the things that direct us to a supreme act of worship. The scripture
verse was Romans 12: 1-2:
12 Therefore, I
urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as
a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.
2 Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by
the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s
will is —his good, pleasing and perfect will.
There were four key things we needed in order to experience
this type of worship. One, we needed a personal and intimate relationship with
Jesus. Two, we needed to exhibit our change by presenting our bodies to the
Lord. Three, we needed to surrender our mind to God. Four, we needed to
surrender our will.
Within this he gave a list of things that we had to
surrender which were: HOPES, PLANS, PRECIOUS THINGS, ALL THAT IS IMPORTANT,
& OUR DREAM!
The dream is the biggest for me. It has taken some time, at
thirty-one, to say, “I’m okay, really okay, to never be married & have
children.” This was by far, one of the biggest dreams I had for my life.
However, I look at the journey God has me on right now. If I had been married
and had the kids when I wanted them I would never have the opportunity to
minister to those at the Hope Lodge or be “Ms. Melissa” to six incredible gifts
from Heaven. I don’t look at my loss of a dream as a failure on God’s part, but
as a reassurance of the promise He has given me.
He has set my soul aflame for Him again, just because I
asked Him too. It scares me. I still try to grasp. By entering the writing
contest it stirred so much in my little soul. I became desperate for it. It was
my mirage in the desert. Whatever God chooses to do with my writing I have to
understand that it is His, and it does not replace my need for Him. It will not
fill my heart with joy, and comfort me when I am worn and weary.
In the end, He has always been more than I can handle. He gives
and takes away. I choose to quit striving. I choose to quit fighting. I choose
to quit doing. All I want to do is be. Be where He is. Be in the midst of His
perfect will. I don’t know where that will lead. As Sara Groves puts it so
beautifully in one of her songs, “I don’t know where it leads me…peace and
resurrection…suffering and dejection…”
All I know is I want more…
The great thing,
if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of
one’s ‘own’; or ‘real’ life. The truth is of course that what one calls the
interruptions are precisely one’s real life – the life God is sending one day
by day. – CS Lewis
The sovereign
God wants to be loved for Himself & honored for Himself, but that is only
part of what He wants. The other part is that He wants us to know that when we
have Him we have everything – we have all the rest. – AW Tozer
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