Dear Firs Family and Friends,
Oswald Chambers, in one of his many inspiring devotionals, spoke about us “making room for God” in our lives. He notes that we, as believers, plan and figure and predict that this or that will happen, but we forget to make room for God to come and do as He chooses. There is where this landed home for me – “as He chooses.” I realized that including God in my life (more often than not) was more like calling Him into my office in order to have Him do something that I had in mind. I meant well with that presumptuous act, as I felt that what I was asking was in line with my understanding of Him and of His Word. Certainly, He would want to give direction and heal and provide – it’s who He is! Of course, my problem is that I wanted Him to guide and heal and provide in a manner that I had in mind and with a timeline that fit my schedule. I wasn’t really giving Him room; I was inviting Him to carry out what I thought should be done.
At The Firs, that meant I wanted God to transform the lives of campers and bring them to Himself – now. I wanted God to provide all of the resources needed so that we could do all sorts of great things for His Kingdom. I wanted God to use His creation for His purposes at camp and to keep all who enjoyed it safe from harm. Each of those things made total sense to me, but in asking them of God, I wasn’t giving Him any room to do as He chose.
Stuart Briscoe once said something that boggled my mind, yet gave the perspective that I was so often missing. He said, “It isn’t that God is too big to be contained in one man’s intellect, even though He is. But the way God does things is so different from the way we think He should do things, that when we begin to grasp the fringes of His workings, we ought not think that we understand the wonder of it all.”
You may need to chew on that one for a while. But, for me, it means that I shouldn’t be calling God into my office with my well thought out strategy for how He should work. Instead, I should be inviting Him into my living room, sliding over on the couch, so He can join in on the conversation of what is next. I need Him present, with His eternal perspective and His perfect love, providing the proper context for all that is out there. That makes a whole lot of sense, doesn’t it?
May we all become well practiced at giving Him room.
Serving Him together,