Gold melts into pale blue as the sun rises this morning. It’s my favorite time of the day when the street is quiet. No Jehovah Witnesses are disturbing the peace. My Mormon neighbors are asleep. I’m reading my devotional, and this catches my eye:
“We complain about our problems and spend a majority of our time trying to figure out how to solve them.” – Joyce Meyer, The Power of Being Thankful.
She referenced Matthew 7:8, “For everyone who asks, receives. Whoever seeks, finds. And to everyone who knocks, the door is opened.“
At The Garden of Eden church, we have a great youth pastor. He said something the other day that stuck with me. He talked about how much we complain about things, and that if we wrote down everything we complained about, how surprised we would be to discover we are all big complainers. “We complain about our problems,” and, “…figure out how to solve them,” Joyce said, and I thought, “Where in this sentence does it say we are leaning on Jesus to solve our problems?”
My friend is going on a business trip next week. They live paycheck to paycheck. It’s tough. Her husband said she couldn’t buy some new tops to freshen up her look, and never had a chance to stop by the Garden of Eden’s clothes bin for the needy to pick out a couple of things. God answered her worries by having a client extend a contract which gave her what she needed to make a good impression as well as put something towards new running shoes. She had a problem, trusted the problem in God’s hands, and it was answered.
The world is beginning to wake up now, but the sunlight spills golden color over the forest and mountains, slanting across the street. I am grateful for what God has given me, but most especially…the cross.
God is not someone far away or not involved. You can have a relationship with Him. The cross tore the veil, took away the necessity of having to have someone intervene on our behalf, and enabled us to have a helper as we make our way home. What do I have to complain about?