Elijah Ate A Light
A few years ago, when Elijah
was 3, he ate a light bulb. He was holding a little flashlight,
and, having removed the plastic cover from the tiny little
light, he was gazing steadily at the bulb. For some unexplained
reason, he took a big bite, and completely bit the light
off of the flashlight!
ate a light bulb..."
"Don't be silly. Nobody
eats a light bulb," I said, as I glanced at Elijah's
chewing uncertainly on something. It was making a
definite crunching sound. And there appeared to be some
kind of wire sticking out of his mouth...?
I stuck my fingers in his mouth,
probing his teeth. He had been crunching on something...yes,
it was glass! Gladly he spit out particles of glass while
I picked little pieces from between his teeth.
It may have looked tempting,
but he didn't enjoy it...I'm pretty sure he won't do that
Just the other day, Josiah
was standing in front of the hutch, staring at our dishes
from Portugal. They are such pretty dishes, with shepherds
painted on them -- the kind of shepherds we saw often in
Portugal. I guess my heart is still sad when I think of
our lives there...I miss it. I miss the people, and the
way of life there. I miss speaking the language. I miss
our children growing up there. I miss all the African orphans.
I miss stepping out of our apartment building onto the busy
I have not even used those
dishes. I've just kept them in the hutch, as a keepsake
(or a shrine...?) to the way our lives once were. Silly,
Finally, Josiah asked, "Mom...why
don't we ever use those dishes? What's wrong with
I didn't know how to answer
that! Josiah has no idea, of course, of the memories those
dishes hold. To him, they are vessels to be used -- tools
for stirring, pouring, filling, holding, serving. If I were
to try and explain to him why they were kept on a shelf,
unused, he wouldn't understand.
Some time ago, Brooklyn dropped
her phone behind the couch cushions. It took her forever
to find it, as it actually fell into the lining of the couch.
She was babysitting for us, and I wanted to talk to her.
I kept calling and calling...she could hear the phone ringing
inside the couch, but she couldn't find it.
Finally, with Jonah and Grayson's
help, she cut open a small part of the lining of the couch
and retrieved her phone. Also in the lining of the couch
were small forgotten toys, old snacks, and...a Christmas
present! Grayson squealed with joy as she read on the gift
tag that it was a gift to her! The contents of the gift
revealed that it was actually a gift to her from Chase,
not last Christmas, but from two years ago...
Nice...but what's my point?
In every experience God gives
you, there is a lesson. In every bad time and in every good
time, God has a plan. He can teach you in your poor choices
-- like when you choose to eat a light bulb...or in your
sad times---when you must leave friends and a ministry you
There are lessons to be learned
through lost cell phones, and unexpected blessings to be
discovered, like old Christmas packages waiting to be opened.
Lately, I've been pondering
God's plans and His ways. At times, His ways, though sovereign,
are a puzzlement to me. Is that true for you as well?
For example, isn't it amazing
to you that God sent His dearly loved Son -- His own treasure
-- on earth to die...for sinners...for us?
I can't imagine the sorrow
that those close to Jesus experienced at His horrific death.
His friends, His disciples, His mom...
Then to the utter shock of
everyone that knew Him, and knew of Him, He rose
from the dead -- conquering death, conquering the hold of
sin upon our lives. Now, we are free! We can be a true child
of God through forgiveness and an obedient relationship
And it's Life.
But this life is not always
easy -- and does not always make sense. At least, not at
Did you ever wonder why God
called the land of Canaan the "Promised Land?"
There are some places of lushness and harvest, but really,
most of that land is just barren, dry, and rocky. Wouldn't
it have been easier for them to go to a fertile land,
where harvest and growth spread for miles and miles, than
to dwell in a desert -- where times were hard and dependence
on God so necessary?
It all depends upon our definition
of the "Promised Land," doesn't it?
What is your definition? Do
you choose to embrace the "Promised Land" God
has given you, no matter how hard? Do you choose to learn
from your experiences? Or do you fight the God who loves
you...questioning Him, resenting Him?
Do you long for an easier "Promised
It may not be the oasis you
hoped for...but it's life.
And it's yours, and it's a
And God has a plan.
This morning, as we were preparing
to leave for church, Emalee was a grump. Nothing pleased
her. She wanted to be held, but she didn't want anyone to
touch her. She wanted to go with us, but she wanted to stay
Ever have one of those moods?
When we got settled in the
van, Elijah said, "Boy, Emalee fell off the wrong side
of the bed this morning!"
We all laughed, and smiled,
all the way to church.
Go ahead and laugh! It's time
to celebrate! This is your life you're living! Are you learning
and growing from it?
Embrace your problems. Praise
His plan, whether you understand it or not.
has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set
eternity in the
hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done
from the beginning to end.
I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy
and do good while they live.
that everyone may eat and drink,
and find satisfaction in all his toil-this is the gift of
I know that everything God does will endure
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