I have a large variety of artists and music styles on my
radio station shuffle in my Pandora online music account. Besides enjoying the wide range of expression
between individuals and bands, their vocal and instrumental talents, their
Christian beliefs and their traditions of worship, it helps me to gain a better
understanding of the heart of the worshippers and their differing relationships
with Papa God. It one sense it keeps me
humble in the understanding that the way of my personal Christian walk is not
the only way!
This morning I heard a simple Christian balled sung by the
country great George Jones. His guitar
picking and the soulful twang of his voice touched my heart as he sang of Jesus
as the "Rose of Sharon" and the One who was always there for him. As I thought about it, I realized that many
of the well known country western vocal stars of the last century had sung songs of
honor unto the Lord. Sure, many of these
same individuals battled personal demons in life, but they also hung unto a
relationship with God deep within them.
When I hear them sing a simple balled like the George Jones song this
morning or an old hymn, I can’t help but hear the connection and the heart felt
cry in their hearts to Papa God.
I am so glad that it is not yours or my job to judge these
individuals or anyone else for that matter when their life style or choices do
not match ours. As I read from the end
of Jesus’ story of the prodigal son earlier today, I witnessed the total
opposite response to the return of the younger brother between the father and
the older son who had stayed home.
The older son was upset and judgmental toward his brother’s
actions and told his Dad exactly what he thought about the whole situation. Upon hearing his older son I can just picture
the older statesman sighing and putting an arm around the shoulders of the boy
as he explained, “My child, you’re always
with me. Everything I have is
yours. But we have something to
celebrate, something to be HAPPY about.
The brother of yours was dead but had come back to life. He was lost but has been found.” (Luke
15:31-32 God’s Word ©)
These two men saw the same set of events from two different
perspectives. While one was quick to criticize
because his younger brother did not make the same choices he had, the other was
HAPPY
and ready to celebrate because of the lessons learned by his younger son. Besides many other things, this showed me
that true and consistent HAPPINESS is an attitude of the
heart and is a matter of decision.
I am sure that the Dad had many sleepless nights as he
prayed over his younger son who had left the safety and comfort of his home to
chase the wild things in life. But it is
also pretty evident that the Father had an underlying and unshakeable trust in
God to watch over the rebellious son and help the boy to learn the physical and
spiritual lessons that would bring him back to his senses. I believe it was that trust in the Lord that
gave the Father the ability and confidence to choose to be HAPPY even when things
were strained.
He was EXPECTANT
of God’s best for his younger son, even when things were looking pretty much out
of control. When he saw his son in the
distance walking home with his head down, his clothes dirty and tattered, and
an unsteady gait most likely due to a broken and contrite spirit, unhealthy
living and a lack of proper nutrition, it was easy for the Dad to rejoice and
want to celebrate with the best of foods and break out the formal china!
I had two or three opportunities to choose between being HAPPY
and EXPECTANT of God’s best or to
complain and want to throw in the towel yesterday, last night and this morning. We had spent the afternoon with our older
daughter yesterday and had a wonderful time.
Piper had been fairly weak after I washed her hair earlier in the day but
became very responsive and alert when Jamie came over. Things were going great after our daughter
left and we went out for a quick walk… until I opened up the mail when we
returned home. There was an article sent
by a relative about some new potential positive research on the prevention and
early detection of Alzheimer’s.
I had actually read of some similar research a few years
back and at first it was comforting for me to see that our relative was taking
an active interest in Piper’s health needs.
As I read through the article though, I realized that the very small
sampling of individuals in the test were all at the stage of the disease that
Piper had been at between 2006 and 2007.
In reality, the information had no relevance to the advanced stage of
Piper’s situation. Piper would not even
be physically able to accomplish the highly supervised and very structured
steps of this natural health process… and
very visably hasn’t been for several years.
That realization was very hard for me to swallow.
It served to try and open up old wounds and sadly
made me see again how totally out of touch and distant that these close
relatives continue to be toward Piper’s needs.
I had a very real decision to make as I prepared dinner. I could let go of any self-control and get pretty
frustrated and upset or choose, once more, to trust God to work His change in
the hearts of the relatives 3000 miles away on the other side of the country. Well, it took a little while but I finally
decided to yield to God and things actually went pretty easy for the rest of
the night.
Then to add to that experience, I had to get up around 2:30
this morning to attend to some of Piper’s physical needs. At that point in our dark bedroom I had a choice
to make. I could allow myself to get
bothered by the disturbance of my sleep or be HAPPY and rejoice while I
let the joy of the Lord strengthen me and my resolve to just get going and get
the job done. And thank God, that’s
exactly what I decided to do and before I knew it, I was back in bed and quickly
returned to a deep sleep!
But it wasn’t over yet folks! I had to face some similar needs when I got
my wife up for the day and most times when she has some difficulties getting up it aggravates
the shakes and jolts of the Myoclonus, lends itself to greater weakness and she
tends to hang onto me which all makes it tough to get her dressed and ready for
breakfast. Once again I had a decision
to make. I could have chosen to get
upset which would have only added to the problems and Piper’s response to me,
or to take a pause, breathe in deeply and pray for God’s assistance. So, I wisely chose the latter of the two decisions
and we made it through the process with Piper only sliding off the bed into my
arms once in the process!
So… if my
understanding is correct… you and I have a decision to make each and every
day. Will we choose to trust in the Lord
and be HAPPY no matter what we face throughout the day, or allow the
natural unfolding of things direct the way we feel and respond? Well, you’ve seen some examples of my daily struggles
and the decisions I have made. Will
you do the same? The fun part
comes when you make the decision of trust and are HAPPY and then get to see
the look on the faces of those around you when you don’t freak out! Who
says that God doesn’t have a sense of humor!
Have a HAPPY weekend! Stay in tune to the truth and surety of God’s
Word, and keep asking yourself… “What or
Who’s decisions am I expecting to make today?”
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