swimming: learning to drown
I'm glad Jesus came. At our Christmas eve service tonight the pastor asked us what it would mean to us if Jesus hadn't come. Always winter and never Christmas, just like the white witch in Narnia. How dreadful! I'm so glad God decided to relate to us in our form. Wow! Is that even possible to understand, how the God of the universe stepped into our world by becoming a little baby. A helpless one, and to a young woman who wasn't even married yet. The way God works is so strange, so different, so genuine, that it makes me believe that he works.
This week visiting my parents, sister and seeing friends God has been the one initiating some thinking. I've been learning, errr... God's been teaching me about how I don't give him control. On the one hand I really want to make decisions and do my own thing and be in control, but on the other I'm helpless and just wish someone would just tell me straight up what to do. Yet Jesus doesn't control me like a control freak, yelling or making sure I do everything He says. He allows me to choose, which is actually hard for me to do. For some reason I either trust my own wishy washy thoughts and decisions or just wish some bossy person would tell me what to do, no matter what it is, just so I can say, hey i'm doing something. But Jesus is patient with me and while i'm fighting over the throne of my life between myself and other people, he's patiently waiting for me to give it all up to him. He has such a soft voice though, so i have to listen carefully. I'm not used to doing that, usually with my parents I automatically tune them out even when I'm not trying. It's easy to do this with Jesus too, so I've got to learn to listen and do what he says even when he gives me just a little nudge.
In church today our pastor shared a good comparison of us and Jesus to a lifeguard and someone who is drowning. When someone is drowning the lifeguard will swim up to the person and stay within a close distance to them, but he can't grab them and bring them to safety until they've stopped flailing their arms. If the lifeguard grabs them before they've stopped trying to save themselves, both might drown. So the lifeguard waits until the drownee has exhausted himself/herself and then rescues him. Like the lifeguard Jesus waits for us to come to the end of ourselves, exhaust our own resources before he can rescue us. The trick is giving up and trusting him to save us.
well have a really fantastic and merry Christmas!
Love lots,
Robyn