Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Any Ideas?

Daddy decided to take Joshua with him to pick up the minivan from the autoshop. I was NOT too pleased with that decision.

And here's Daddy holding Joshua at the bus stop (all of 20 feet away) while Mama, Kadin and I were on the porch.

And here's a picture of me with my Daddy and my Joshua in the background. Yes, and I do mean MY Daddy and MY Joshua. They were created for me, right?

So Mama and Kadin and me put together a puzzle until Mama had to get dinner started. Which leads to my next thing to share. Mama spotted this white Astro van pull into our driveway and park.

They didn't seem concerned that they were our driveway. Mama runs out to the garage and opens the side door, staring at the van full of people. The lady driver was on her cellphone and no one seemed interested in Mama staring at them. Mama shuts the door and stomps inside, baffled.

Of course, in a matter of moments she realized just how many people park on or alongside their property. Aside from the Astro van we had the mailman park partially blocking our drive, a woman who seemed to be lost stopped outside our dining room window, and a few others do u-turns in the drive.

Well, Mama was reminded (again) of the grumbling, complaining Israelites in the OT:

And the people complained in the hearing of the Lord about their misfortunes, and when the Lord heard it, his anger was kindled, and the fire of the Lord burned among them and consumed some outlying parts of the camp... Now the rabble that was among them had a strong craving. And the people of Israel also wept again and said, “Oh that we had meat to eat! We remember the fish we ate in Egypt that cost nothing, the cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, the onions, and the garlic. But now our strength is dried up, and there is nothing at all but this manna to look at.” (Numbers 11:1,4-6, emphasis added)

Mama was complaining! Mama was desiring something more than the Lord. Mama was deceived in her remembrance. We have a house now! We have a yard to play in and a porch to play on! We have a permanent guest room! God has given all these things which she so desired back in MD. Oh, wicked woman she is!

All that said, if you have ANY IDEAS or THOUGHTS or words of WISDOM to share with her regarding these minor annoyances, post a comment or send her an email. Our ears are open!

Happy in the gospel,


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for this post. Your humility before the Lord is evident and your acute sensitivity to your heart shows the Spirit is at work!

Reading your entry I was reminded of a passage in John Piper’s Don’t Waste Your Life. Perhaps you will find it helpful. In a section titled “Christ Bought Every Good Thing and Every Bad Thing That Turned for Good”, Piper is explaining why all of our boasting should be a boasting in the cross. He writes, “Why is this the case? Because for redeemed sinners, every good thing—indeed every bad thing that God turns for good—was obtained for us by the cross of Christ. Apart from the death of Christ, sinners get nothing but judgment. Apart from the cross of Christ, there is only condemnation. Therefore everything that you enjoy in Christ—as a Christian, as a person who trusts Christ—is owing to the death of Christ.”

Knowing that every bad thing God turns for good, in a profound sense, has been obtained by the cross has been helpful to me in trials (big and small). In addition to your application from Numbers, I wonder if this could be helpful truth to you in the midst of the craziness of your neighborhood. In a very real sense, we can absorb the otherwise troubling reality of fully occupied Astro vans in our driveways by knowing God turns these things to good for us because of what Christ accomplished on the cross. Not only do we not deserve to have driveways, but we don’t deserve, when they are occupied by others, to have them serve as instruments for our good in the hands of God. When I am thinking this way, I find the Spirit often breaths fresh perseverance and even joy in the trials...

To be honest, I think you are already an example of how this happens.

Seeing the gospel lived out in your lives,

James Kinnard