My wife is not a very big individual. Even with her go-to-meeting Sunday heels on, she barely stands at around 5’ 3”. Since I have known her she has always been
pretty slim and trim except for a short period of time when she went a little
banana’s with the food and deserts at the dorm cafeteria when we attended
college together. Then after having the
four kids shes had to work to keep the weight on!
I had bought her a couple pairs of new jogging pants the
other day to replace some that she had more than got her money’s worth! She’s always been very easy on her clothes
and I wouldn’t be surprised if one of the old fashioned cotton sweat pants we
tossed had been around since our dating days!
Obviously she hardly wore them throughout the ensuing years when I dug them out
of the back of one of drawers to help keep her warm at night.
Anyway…
She had worn one of the new ones, a light red, form fitting Danskin terry
jogging pant with a 3 inch elastic cuff that snug around her ankles, to bed
last night. When I gently pulled back
the covers this morning and gazed upon her small stature, the new pants that sort
of resembled children’s sleepers and her curled up position, I had to pause and
chuckle for a few moments as she reminded me of the many times we would get our
kids up when they were little tikes.
Then as I stood there enjoying the sight, I suddenly began to think that
this is probably how Papa God sees us as a loving Father looking down upon His kids.
That thought felt like the first sip of hot coco or exquisite
coffee on a cold winter morning. I could
just feel the warmth of Papa God’s love coursing throughout and over my wife
and I in our bedroom with the morning rays of sunlight filtering through the barely
opened blinds on the large picture window behind us. I don’t
know why… but the difficult times we’ve been through like the experiences of
the night before when Piper was physically needing me to over-exert my already
taxed wrists and knees in order to place her into the bed and my forced resolve
as I declared when I left her side that “We
will not be defeated and we will not quit!” all began to melt away in the
midst of His glory and grace that seemed to fill the room.
My desire, ability and joyful strength to go on seemed to
be recharged while my expectations of God’s best, as outlined in His Word, immediately pushed away any feeble attempts
of fear and doubt. I could not contain
myself from looking Piper in the eye and sharing the scripture from Ephesians
1:10 that had pushed its remembrance into the forefront of my mind as I
declared that “God has planned to bring
all of our history to its goal in Christ.” (God’s Word © personalized) Then I paused, thought for a moment and went
on… “and He has NOT changed His mind. He
still plans for us to finish and/or complete the history that He wants written
about the things that we are to accomplished as a couple… as His team… BEFORE we leave this earth and move on to
the subsequent assignments He has also planned for us in eternity!”
What do you think about that? God not only has our history planned… but YOURS
as well! And it is all to be
accomplished “in Christ.” Now is that exciting or what? I would encourage YOU to take a little time
away today from the hustle and bustle of your daily routine to think and pray
about what history the Lord has planned for you to bring to its goal. What will the history books of our future
generations say about you? Have a great day. Stay in tune to His Word, and keep asking
yourself… “What HISTORY am I expecting to
bring to God’s goals today?”
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