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| Ever have one of those days...where life gets in the way?
Praise God that "this too shall pass" and that we, for certain, can't measure up to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
If there was any way possible that humans could be perfect, I'd still miss the mark. By a long shot.
Call me a slow learner, 'tis what I am.
Call me human.
If we all lived in a bubble, praising God and speaking scripture all day long, would we be happy?
Is it just "life" that gets in the way?
Nah. I think if we lived in a bubble, some of us would be uncomfortable, b/c they don't work well in crowds...the whole claustrophobic thing.
Others would walk around telling others that they were off key and try to show them and teach them to sing better. Some would praise louder than others, possibly annoying their neighbor. Some others would just stop singing and praising b/c everyone else was doing it..what value was their little bit of praise?
And depending on which hour of which day it is, I fit into every category above.
I hate crowds unless I am in front of them. Perhaps it's a control thing. Perhaps it's an attention thing. Maybe a little of both.
When you are in front of a crowd, the attention is on you- and there is control. You won't get stepped on, spilled on, pushed around.
So I would not do well in a bubble.
And the teacher part of me loves teaching people- actually mostly kids. I get too nervous around grown up people and my brain stops working. Put me in front of 500 Kdg -3rd grade students and I feel at home. I know what to say, I know how to laugh, and I know they won't judge me.
Unless I wear a silly wig.
Then they'll just laugh and love me b/c I'm silly. And that's okay.
So would the teacher part of me try to teach adults how to sing? Maybe.
I could say I know a few adults who would love the opportunity to tell each other how to sing or live or whatever.
But I know I fit that description as well. Ever feel the need to point out someone's faults?
Or have yours pointed out?
The holier than thou teacher?
Yep, it hurts, it makes you mad, doesn't it?
Yes, show me how to potty train my 2 1/2 year old, b/c obviously YOU are the expert on not only potty training, but also my stubborn independent daughter. And then I'll show you how she chooses to use the potty in her play kitchen pots and pans.
Yes, this person would definitely try to tell others how to sing.
Am I guilty of this? Yep.
Does it make me mad when it happens to me? You betcha.
And sing so loudly they'd annoy their neighbor.
Okay...guilty. I like the way my voice sounds. Pride? Oh I don't know...I know it's one of my gifts the Lord gave to me.
Okay, okay, at times...yes...prideful.
I am thankful for not only the gift of song, but I'm thankful that my voice blends so beautifully with my husband. A match made only in heaven.
So I would be the one to probably praise a bit too loudly and annoy the neighbor beside me.
But in the same thought process, on a bad day, I can be the one in the corner. Not that I would think my voice is bad, but that I would think- what's the point? How does God hear my voice when everyone else sings so much better than I do?
We would be a mess.
Why? Because life gets in the way. Sin gets in the way. Our pride gets in the way.
So I'm glad we don't live in a bubble.
Some days I hate the fact that we have to live together on this earth.
People can stink.
I'd have a much easier time in the Garden with just my Father (okay, Jeff can come too)...but that's not my story.
And knowing me? I'd make Jeff eat the apple and we'd end up cold and bitter anyways. |
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