I was down in the basement the other day, getting out my Christmas decorations. For some unexplainable reason I had this surge of energy and thought to myself; “I think I’ll clean up the basement then next year it will be easier to find what I need at Christmas.” Brilliant!
I get that urge ONE day every year, and it usually results in a partially clean office, or closet, or spare room. This year, the basement was about to become the recipient of my good intentions.
I had no idea at the time; God was going to turn my burst of energy into a teaching opportunity.
While I was rooting around in the dust and cobwebs through the bowels of my house, In the back of a closet, I found some old clothes. You have them too, that favorite dress, or a coat from a time and “size” long gone by.
Now, I try to follow that rule that says, “If you haven’t worn it in a year, then get it out of your house”. Still, when I had the dress folded up and about to go into my donate box, I just couldn’t put it in. A voice inside was saying “Just because I can’t fit into it now, doesn’t mean I won’t someday”.
It occurred to me that I’d had that conversation with myself before, many times in fact. And since these old favorites were old enough to almost be back in style again, it looked like I had that conversation with myself LOTS of times. So with a sigh, I let go and into the box everything went.
Moses had his God encounter on the top of the mountain and the disciples were in a garden. Me? Well I was climbing the stairs out of the basement with a box of old clothes in my arms. That’s when I heard that small voice of the Spirit whisper to me.
“There are some things you find very hard to give up on, aren’t’ there?”
I’ve walked with God for a long time, now, so I like to think I recognize his voice. It’s not some bright light. He doesn’t break apart mountains or burn up bushes. It’s just this firm idea that once I think about it, it won’t go away. It’s like when your kids “Mom” you over and over and over.
So God and I have been having a conversation for a week now about that box of old clothes. It’s gone something like this:
God: There are some things you find very hard to give up on, aren’t’ there?”
Me: Well, it’s hard to accept you will never be a size six again
Me: Alright, Nine. Are you happy?
God: The real question is, ‘Are YOU happy?’ You hold on so ferociously to something that matters so little, while you let go of important things so easily.
Me: I don’t know what do you mean?
God: Yes, you do. Why do you miss a couple days reading your Bible and praying, call yourself a failure, and give up all together?
Why do you stumble in a sin, one more time, and then throw in the towel, convinced you are not worthy?
Why do you have a few arguments, and surrender your relationships?
Why do you give up so quickly on becoming who I know you can be?
Aren’t these things much more important than old clothes?
Me: Um…Yes, Sir
God: Don’t give up on us.
2 Corinthians 4:7-9; 16-18 : We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed…Therefore we do not loose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day, for our light an momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes on what is unseen, not on what is seen. For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal.