Gratitude Chronicles Part VII
I like my independence. In fact I like my independence so much I actually prefer living most days without needing to check in with God, or ask God for help. That means I get frustrated when something comes up in my life and it becomes painfully clear that I’m over the tips of my skis and I actually need to rely on God. I get irked when I have more month left on my calendar than I have money to pay for it. I get very cranky when yet another gadget in my life blows up in some way: a car, an appliance, or computer gadget. I’m easily frightened when something seems off in my body and I have to visit a doctor to see what’s going on. Usually these kinds of things make me more mad than thankful. But I’m trying to dig a little deeper in my pursuit of gratitude this month. So, as much as it may pain me to say it – I’m thankful when I’m forced to face my utter dependence on God. I’m thankful that when things go wrong, my stuff blows, or tragedy strikes, I can turn to a God who has it all under control. Every time “my independence” and “my control” are revealed yet again as nothing but a pure myth, I enter once again into the better reality that I can depend on the God who knows what He is doing and has all the power He needs to accomplish what He is doing.
I’ve always loved this quote from the great 19th century British preacher, Charles Haddon Spurgeon: “Be content to be nothing, for that is what you are. When your own emptiness is painfully forced upon your consciousness, chide yourself that you ever dreamed of being full, except in the Lord.”