Even When It's Rough
‘Everyone entrusted with a mission is an angel.’ Moses Maimonides
I try to heed God’s call, and though I am far from being an angel, I never doubt God. I doubt me. I trust God, I don’t trust me. I’m sinful, after all. Fallible. God might be sending me roadmaps to follow and in my unwitting ignorance, I might be passing them right by…
Have you ever seen the movie Bruce Almighty? Bruce, bless his misguided heart, tries desperately to connect with God. He longs to be an angel…on his terms, of course. So, as he’s driving along, praying in abject frustration, he basically says, “God, I’ll do what you want, but I need your guidance! I need to know what you want so I can see it through.’ The poor guy longs to obey God’s call, but what happens? While he prays, God sends literal blockades to slow him down and make him pay attention. Bruce simply becomes irritated by slow moving traffic. Next, God sends directional arrows in the form of blaring street signs: “Warning!” “Proceed with Caution” “Slippery Road Ahead” “Wrong Way.”
Naturally, Bruce ignores the messages and God’s truest mission. I think, at his deepest core, he’s unreceptive to being obedient because his will doesn’t match God’s.
I can so relate.
I long to be obedient to God’s will in my life, but my stubbornness, a sense that I know what’s best for me, tends to interfere. It’s then, like Bruce, that I miss the signs and a troublesome learning curve tends to happen. But, once God carries me through—as he always does—I look back, sigh at my own folly, and find myself thinking, “God, thank you for tolerating me and loving me in spite of myself!”
Have you ever been there?