Friday, December 7, 2012

Since we like choices...do we choose well?

The family and I went to Mellow Mushroom in Pooler Thursday night to eat. As we settled in to our booth with menus in hand, I was amazed at all of the choices available, pizza in 3 sizes but with some interesting combinations of toppings and sauces and cheeses. Then there were the Calzones with this list of possibilities that at first glance equaled the pizza choices and then surpassed pizza like a Ducati at full throttle. I was overwhelmed and then I chose. I chose a combination that I did not see on the menu. That meant we had to ask the waitress.
I wanted a Calzone with a topping list from the pizza menu. Seemed easy enough to me to do but you never know. The risk I was taking involved a “no” and what else would I choose. There was so much on the menu but I had a target. If the answer was no, it would be like my children who at times go to the refrigerator open the doors wide cooling the house stare into the stuffed appliance and with great emphasis state “there is nothing to eat.”  Heard that? If you have kids you have. Maybe you have even said it yourself. What that means is there is nothing you choose to eat regardless of the endless possibility of the supply at hand. That was where I was. The menu was full of possibilities but I had laser targeted one combination and now for the answer.
 Jesus speaking to his followers said, “You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit—fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name.” John 15:16 NIV 1984
That would appear in our minds to be an unlimited menu. Endless possibilities for us to ask God for…riches…health…peace…well you name it and you can claim it all in prayer. Sounds too good to be true but we ask any way, don’t we? In our asking from this unlimited menu we believe we are the customer and customers are always right. We can tell God what we want and He will do it. After all, HE said to! That is selfish and at the same time foolish. We just don’t know enough to ask sometimes for the right stuff. On several occasions I have asked God for…well…a job…or…resources and he did not give it to me. I was disappointed. As time passed, I came to thank God for not giving me what I had asked for. My desired request turned out not to be what I thought it was. I was thankful God had said no. Sometimes the answer is yes just not how we thought.
Barbara my wife told me of encountering some ladies who were downcast and upset following a weekend (no not from Monday morning). They had a dear friend die that they had repeatedly, faithfully asked God to heal. Many folks had petitioned God on behalf of this saint for healing and yet death had come. They were upset that God had not heard let alone answered their prayers. Maybe you’ve been there or are there. God has not answered like you asked him too. Your loved one died or continues to be sick. You are mad at him! He broke His word. That’s OK, be mad, he is big enough to handle your anger. David was angry with God on several occasions look in the Psalms.  I suggested to Barbara that God had heard their prayers and answered yes! Their friend, who was a believer, was now whole and Holy. Healed of sin and its terminal effects and completely transformed into the image of Christ.
I often forget that God in allowing me to ask anything of him never ceases to be God. Never ceases to be the ONE who wants the very best for me all of the time. He is targeted on my salvation by transformation into the image of Christ. Every request is judged by that goal and response is made in light of that goal of his. Not always is my goal the same. I am a saint who still sins you know, oh do you know. Most times I don’t have any idea of the BIG picture. That is why I count on him to do the best for me. That is faith, counting on God to be and do the best for HIS glory and my good. It may not be what I like, but it is always best. When I can’t see his hand I need to trust his heart. His heart is good. Di I say the food was good?            
Back to my food request, she said, “yes we can have that small pizza folded over.” Simple solution and a great meal and lunch Friday as it was so big (expensive too in my opinion but hey I was not paying for it). I chose well (this time).
In HIS Service and Yours,
The Rev

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