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Playing the What-If Game

what-if-700-X-4501-300x195I’ve always hated “what if” questions. My husband, however, loves the “what if” game. What if I had a mullet, would you still love me? What if –insert movie star or famous musician name here — walked through those doors, what would you do? What if cows could talk?

Now why these seem fairly non-threatening questions with obvious answers, I’ve still never liked this game, simply because it seemed like a waste of time asking questions that we already know the answer to. (It also might be due to the fact that when you teach middle schoolers you spend most of your day fielding questions that have obvious answers.) Today, however, I want to pose a “what if” that isn’t so easy to answer.

What if God asked you to do something that you know would cause pain and fear, and possibly even be life-threatening? I don’t know about you, but that’s a question that has no easy answer. It’s the kind of question that pushes our faith to the limit, makes us question everything we know about God, the Bible, and our Christian life. Unfortunately, although the question has no easy answer, if it’s asked by God then it has an obvious one – “here I am, send me.”

I realize that Jesus was faced with this exact question and his response was appropriate yet hard fought in prayer. But sometimes my human mind thinks of course Jesus would say yes to whatever, He was God after all. But in Acts 21, Paul is faced with this same type of question.

After several days of visiting, a prophet from Judea by the name of Agabus came down to see us. He went right up to Paul, took Paul’s belt, and in a dramatic gesture, tied himself up, hands and feet. He said, “This is what the Holy Spirit says: The Jews in Jerusalem are going to tie up the man who owns this belt just like this and hand him over to godless unbelievers.”

Paul had a trip planned the Jerusalem, but now was faced with the idea that when he got there it would go completely awry. Don’t know about you but I think I’d be planning a trip somewhere else or maybe it would be a great time for a stay-cation. Even Paul’s friends suggested he “not be stubborn and persist in going” (verse 12). Paul’s response was just as it should be and one that we must learn to make ourselves.

Why all this hysteria? Why do you insist on making a scene and making it even harder for me? You’re looking at this backwards. This issue in Jerusalem is not what they do to me, whether the arrest or murder, but what the Master Jesus does through my obedience. Can’t you see that?

Paul did go to Jerusalem. He was imprisoned for 2 years for something he did not do. Then he traveled on ship for a trial. The ship was wrecked. He went without food for two weeks. Then got bit by a snake. Sounds like the prophet had been right in his prediction of what would happen if Paul went to Jerusalem.

But Paul was also right in his response as well. Throughout all the pain and fear, hundreds of people, both prisoners and authorities, heard Paul’s testimony and the news that Jesus died for their sins. Not only that but after the shipwreck, when they reached the island of Malta, many people were healed. Paul kept right on speaking of his innocence and preaching the gospel to anyone who would hear.

What if that were me? (Back to the dreaded question) What if you were warned that the road ahead of you would be fraught with problems, pain, and life-threatening situations, would you still choose to walk the road? What if your pain and problems allowed others to come to know Christ, would you keep walking that road?  Oh, right now, I believe all of us would speak a resounding and very spiritual YES! But honestly, I’m not sure we would go willingly and our yes would be more of a whisper and a prayer of please God don’t make me do this.

Immediately, I can think of a road that God asked me to walk. I will say I didn’t get any warning that it was coming — in fact, I was blindsided by it. However, looking back I can honestly say that the road brought me exactly where I needed to be, but more than that I brought me to a place of joy.

I have shared this life-altering painful road experience with my friends as well. Several asked me to walk their road with them. I did, but what I’m always so astounded by is that as we look back, we  cannot believe the good that came out of the ugliest of situations. The marriage rocked by infidelity, drug abuse, and emotional wrenching. The forced career change accompanied by the forced income decrease. The sickness that threatens life and the future of a family. Some of these travelers had warnings, but others found themselves on their road unexpectedly.

While we can ponder for quite a while the “what if” of walking a difficult road, I think there’s a better question. What if we didn’t walk that road? Where would our lives be right now? How would our relationship with Christ be: stale, vibrant, indifferent? I don’t know about you, but those are the roads I don’t want to avoid, for those are the ones that brought me closer to Christ and enabled me to discover who I am a little bit more each time. So maybe as it relates to my spiritual life, the “what if” game isn’t one I mind playing at all. At least it gives me a chance to tell about what God has done in my life and that’s never wasted time.

What if you left a comment and told us how you felt about the what ifs in your life?
(Sorry I couldn’t resist.)

Traveling in Hope

Spring Peekaboo QuoteI drove to church last night, and it was spring. I rolled the windows down to listen to the frog symphony performed from the water-filled ditches along the road. The breeze fluttered through my hair. The sun peeked out around a few lonely clouds defying them with his glorious hues. Just a few days ago the ground was covered in white and the temperatures required coats, beanies, gloves as well as extra socks – winter asserting its power.

The spring-like weather was a simple peek-a-boo that evening. Today the sky is once again all gray and pouring out iced rain and snow. Winter isn’t giving up so easily. Even though it was only for a few hours, the hint of spring renewed me. I suddenly remembered the sun’s warmth on my face, the freedom of shorts and a t-shirt, the leaves dancing in radiant green as balmy breezes brush over them. The doldrums of gray days, biting winds, and painful shivers wouldn’t last forever.

And so it is with any winter. No matter if winter comes dressed as an unexpected illness, sudden tragedy, or ill-prepared life change, the hard part cannot last forever. The ground must thaw. The trees must relinquish their buds. The sky must perform the sun’s show. All becomes new once again.

There are moments in life when the winter seems interminable, and then out of the blue a hint of spring fills our soul. Spring might come in the form of an encouraging word from a friend filled with the exact words you needed to hear. Or it could be an unexpected blessing of money, friendship, or beauty. Sometimes it shows up as laughter, a song, or a smile.

It’s those hints that renew our souls again. Give us strength to turn our shoulder to the winter wind and push through another day. We know spring is coming; it always does. That’s how God designed the earth. It’s how he designed our walk with Him. So when spring plays peek-a-boo with your soul don’t mourn its brevity, rejoice in its inevitability.

Recently, life has been difficult for many different reasons. Our family is living in a tough stage of ministry – the one where all you do is wait and long. But with that one glimpse of spring, God allowed me to remember all the times he has sent a hint of spring my way, especially in the area of my missions journey. He reminded me that seasons must change; it cannot remain cold and dreary forever. Those moments when spring peeks through let me know that good things are coming, the landscape of my life with burst forth again with color and warmth. So I cling to this thought and choose to travel in hope toward the oncoming spring.

Song of Solomon 2:11-13

Look, the winter is past,
and the rains are over and gone.

The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.

The fig trees are forming young fruit,
 and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.
Rise up, my darling!
 Come away with me, my fair one!”