It’s a rainy Monday, Labor Day afternoon. I’m reading, surfing, playing, working, whatever I feel like. If only every day could be like this – spend a couple of hours working, then when you feel like it, see what’s going on in the Texans kicking team, checking movie schedules, writing a snooty email to a vendor.
When I am lonely, I ultimately want God. When I am sad, only God can bring true joy. When I am afraid, it points me to the promises of God. When I feel rejected, unwanted, unloved, alone, in all these needs, God alone will bring true and lasting peace.
But, when I’m hungry, I want a cheeseburger and some fries.
We turn to God when we are emotional or spiritually hungry. When in the pits of despair, many of us have learned to turn to God to sustenance that only He can provide.
But when it comes to our bodies, well, hey, that’s different. That’s my body to do with as I please. It’s mine, I tell you.
God has bigger plans for all of us. Most of those plans sit unused while we whine to God for Him to open a door for us. But time after time in the bible, God shows His will by guiding His ceation, not by pushing His creation. Take a look at Joshua 3:1-17 sometime; the Levites were to cross the river Jordan. But God had the priests step into the river first, then God stopped the water. God is there, but faith and trust in Him often requires *us* to open the door. Trust me, God will let me know if I’ve opened the wrong door.
Our bigger plans are often thwarted because we don’t trust God to meet those physical needs. We’re good with giving Him our fears and loneliness and pain – or at least, sometimes we are – but when it comes to physical needs – intimacy, hunger, a job – well, we’ll handle that ourselves, thank you very much.
I cansee where I’ve taken control of my own life, and I resolve to do better to trust in God to meet all needs, not just pick and choose needs that God is allowed to have. He knows better than I what I need, it’s time to trust in Him to provide.