No Take-Backs

Today I went to chapel and Dr. Berg was speaking. Sometimes he tends to focus a little too much on the human perspective of things, so I was a little disappointed that he was the speaker today. I mean really, guys, can we stop making it sound like it's so miserable to be a Christian? Because it's not that bad. I mean, as good as the world gets doesn't even compare to what we have. *gets off soapbox*

 

But he said something in chapel today that really stuck with me. He said, "Give all your worries to God - no take-backs." I immediately had a flashback to when I was five or six years old, and there was a swing set in our backyard with two Coveted White Swings. And whenever Mom sent us outside to play, we all raced to get one of the Coveted White Swings. Usually Mike and Deb won. Mike because he was fastest and Deborah because she'd shove you over to get it. Only one time I got it. (haHA!) After I got thoroughly bored with swinging (which took about 27 hours. I was obsessed), out of the goodness of my five-or-six-year-old heart, I offered the Coveted White Swing to my sister Abbie. She jumped on and went swinging away. Only about 10 minutes later, I wanted it back. So I, quite reasonably, told her to get off because I wanted to swing again. She promptly whined, "Heeeeeeey! No take-backs!" And because she has magic tears Mom made me let her have it. At least that's the story I'm telling.

 The point is that once you give someone something, it's theirs. It's mean and rude to take it back. But we do it to God all the time, don't we? I have a particular worry which I shall not name, and I do the give-it-take-it-give-it-take-it routine about 42 times a day. And I think God must get exasperated with me sometimes and just feel like saying, "Well lemme HAVE it already, willya?" Or like Abbie, "Heeeeeeeey! No take-backs!" Hmm. Since he's got that whole all-powerful thing going on, I guess I should quit taking my worries back, huh. I'll give it a try and let you know how it goes.

 

 

Leah