Have you ever wondered about the incredible wisdom of God’s creation and wished He had done some things differently? Maybe He could have added something here, taken something off there. Love handles? Were they really necessary?
Sometimes I have wished that I had eyes in the back of my head. Like when I had kids. They would have served me well. When I’m preaching I sometimes wish I had better eyes. Have you ever had trouble getting your bifocals to match up? This week I got a pair of new glasses. My eye doctor asked if I had considered having surgery to fix them? Then I would only have to wear reading glasses. Oh ya, that makes sense, I thought! Trade one pair for another? I’m pretty okay with glasses. I read a lot. I have worn glasses my whole adult life. When they are off it still feels like I’m wearing them. And when I’m preaching I can take them off to avoid seeing people sleeping.
I mowed my lawn one morning this week. It was a beautiful morning. Afterwards I grabbed my Round-Up and sprayed some weeds. I was moving along the back of the house looking for weeds and spraying like crazy. I was focused! Focused enough to walk right into the corner of the deck that was strategically positioned at the height of the top of my head. “Shoot!” I said. It hurt bad. It hurt really bad! I could have said something else but I’m a pastor. So it was shoot!
I rubbed the top of my head. That always makes it feel better. Nope, it didn’t. Blood. Oh great. Just what I needed. On the way in to the house I had a conversation with God. “Just what I needed,” I said. “Why couldn’t you warn me?”
Then I wondered. Why didn’t you put eyes on the top of my head? Just one would do. I could part my hair in the middle so I could see. Then I heard God say, “Why don’t you just wear a helmet when you are spraying weeds?” Cute. My conclusion…God has a warped sense of humor! I hope it gave Him a good chuckle because it only gave me a headache and a big scab on my head.
Remember Popeye? “I am what I am,” he would say. Pretty profound words when you think about it. I am what I am. Capable, intelligent, fun, loving; yet broken, sometimes kind of dumb, easily upset and angered and at times even unlovable.
The apostle Paul says we have the treasure of God’s love and grace in “jars of clay.” Beautiful jars, created in God’s image are you and me. But still made of clay. So we are easily chipped and broken. Fragile. We even bleed. But beautiful. That’s how God made us. It is how He made you. And after He did, He called you good.
Today I give God thanks for making me just as I am and for loving and accepting me just as I am. Two eyes are enough. Love handles…okay. Forgiven, redeemed on the cross and given new life every morning…priceless! Only by grace.
See you at the Lighthouse,