Willingness
I've broken down in my car many times in my cars over the years; some instances more frustrating than others. Some were on deserted back roads and others in the middle of busy intersections. Let me tell you, it is not fun, especially if you have to push your car a significant distance.
Anyways, I often found myself wondering why I was subjected to these very annoying, frustrating, and even painful circumstances. I often found myself saying, as so many of us do when hardship comes our way, "Why God, why me?". This really is the only question a non-believer can ask; but it has no room in the believer's faith. I say this because pain and suffering (yes car troubles pale in comparison to real troubles, but the point is the same) conditions us to serve. God takes a time in our lives that seems so personally debilitating for the sole purpose of preparing us to serve another in need in the future, and that is a valorous thing. I realized yesterday why I went through, and still go through, so many car troubles in my life.
As I was driving to my brother's house, a car was stopped on the busy two lane road ahead of me. Instantly memories of being stranded on busy roads, as cars wiz by, and as embarrassment mounts, flashed in my head. I remembered all the times I felt alone and broken down, literally, and I was moved to compassion for the person ahead of me. I stopped and helped push the young teenage girl's car that had run out of gas, down to a safe cross street. What is not important is that I helped the girl, what is important was that my selfish being actually exhibited willingness to respond to the Holy Spirit's calling on my heart. You see folks, having compassion for stranded motorists via the pain and suffering I went through myself with cars, is one thing God has placed in my life to conform me more in the image of Christ. He's not so much interested in me actually physically helping the person (though that is an effect of compassion), he is interested in my heart; me showing a genuine willingness to help them, whatever the sacrifice may or may not be. Many times I've offered help to a person only to be told "Thank you, but someone is already on the way". Turns out God wasn't calling me to actually physically help those persons, he was asking me if I was willing to put someone else ahead of myself. He was asking me if I was willing to accept a servant's attitude. He was asking me if I was willing to be like Christ.
When I think of the many times I refused God's calling for willingness, I cringe, because they are too many to count. So many times I'd drive by someone thinking if I stopped I'd be late for work. Or I'd gauge that the woman wasn't "attractive" enough to stop for, etc. What is this saying to my God? It's saying to God that the world revolves around me. But everybody knows that's not true and that the world revolves around the Son...
Anyways, I often found myself wondering why I was subjected to these very annoying, frustrating, and even painful circumstances. I often found myself saying, as so many of us do when hardship comes our way, "Why God, why me?". This really is the only question a non-believer can ask; but it has no room in the believer's faith. I say this because pain and suffering (yes car troubles pale in comparison to real troubles, but the point is the same) conditions us to serve. God takes a time in our lives that seems so personally debilitating for the sole purpose of preparing us to serve another in need in the future, and that is a valorous thing. I realized yesterday why I went through, and still go through, so many car troubles in my life.
As I was driving to my brother's house, a car was stopped on the busy two lane road ahead of me. Instantly memories of being stranded on busy roads, as cars wiz by, and as embarrassment mounts, flashed in my head. I remembered all the times I felt alone and broken down, literally, and I was moved to compassion for the person ahead of me. I stopped and helped push the young teenage girl's car that had run out of gas, down to a safe cross street. What is not important is that I helped the girl, what is important was that my selfish being actually exhibited willingness to respond to the Holy Spirit's calling on my heart. You see folks, having compassion for stranded motorists via the pain and suffering I went through myself with cars, is one thing God has placed in my life to conform me more in the image of Christ. He's not so much interested in me actually physically helping the person (though that is an effect of compassion), he is interested in my heart; me showing a genuine willingness to help them, whatever the sacrifice may or may not be. Many times I've offered help to a person only to be told "Thank you, but someone is already on the way". Turns out God wasn't calling me to actually physically help those persons, he was asking me if I was willing to put someone else ahead of myself. He was asking me if I was willing to accept a servant's attitude. He was asking me if I was willing to be like Christ.
When I think of the many times I refused God's calling for willingness, I cringe, because they are too many to count. So many times I'd drive by someone thinking if I stopped I'd be late for work. Or I'd gauge that the woman wasn't "attractive" enough to stop for, etc. What is this saying to my God? It's saying to God that the world revolves around me. But everybody knows that's not true and that the world revolves around the Son...


