“Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine . Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.”-John 15:4
Love and Grace, Joy and Laughter. These are simple words to bandy about during the Christmas season. We could all use a little more love and grace, and joy and laughter.
My husband and I have had a lovely time during our Christmas vacation. We have recharged our batteries, and I have used some of that time for some introspection. I am not proud of where my thoughts lead me sometimes. I am far too independent for my own good. I profess to let God be in control of my life, yet I struggle with relinquishing control to Him at the same time.
When I read the Old Testament of the Bible, I shake my head. The lying and cheating and war and sex and dysfunction that went on is difficult to comprehend. It’s just as twisted as our society is today, I suppose. Sometimes I catch myself wondering how I can relinquish control to a God who lets all that stuff happen. Other times I am reminded that God loves us. He gives us gifts to help each other, despite our pride and lying and cheating and dysfunction. In our modern world, when Christians are scoffed at for various reasons, I have hope that my faith in Him, and in those He has placed in my life, is enough for each new day.
Often, I find it is difficult for me to break through and keep up with my blogging and writing as often as I want to. Writing is a charge, and a gift that I take seriously. If I write something and put it out there, I want it to be worthy of my readers’ time. I do not want to fill space on my blog just for the sake of posting something on a regular basis. That being said, I wish I had the inspiration or the energy to write on a regular basis. Life gets in the way, and I do as well.
Sometimes I think very highly of myself and when I do, I find I will fail every time. I think this happened to Peter when he stepped off a boat to walk on the water’s surface. Jesus called him by name and said, “Peter, come out of the boat and walk towards me.” Peter listened to this strange request and actually walked out of the boat and towards Jesus on top of the water. After a little while, he began to sink, so Jesus reached out, grabbed him by his hand and lifted him up; he kept him from sinking into the sea and drowning. ( Matthew 14:22-23)
I have wondered why Peter began to sink before reaching Jesus. I am not a Biblical theologian and I have not formally studied the Bible, but I think perhaps Peter was like, “WOW! Look at ME! I am walking ON THE WATER! How cool is THAT? NO one has ever done this before…I am SO incredibly AWESOME!” At least, that’s how I would have felt, so this rendition works for me.
I think that, as soon as Peter thought he was doing this on his own, because he was so awesome, not because Jesus was giving him the ability to do it, he began to sink. Of course Jesus reached out and saved the day, or at least, saved Peter from drowning.
This happens to me. Every. Day. I am just like Peter. (I think I am awesome, even though I am not, at least not always.) When I let myself get in the way, I am useless at what He asks me to do. I am unable to use my words effectively, and I am unable to demonstrate kindness, or love, or grace, to anybody.
I had a situation at work that dragged on for months. I started a new position at work, in another clinic within the same company. I love my job and was excited because my new job was only 4 minutes from home. Who wouldn’t love that? My excruciating commute in Atlanta traffic was over.
I was excited to meet my new coworkers, and for the most part, most of them were wonderful. Strangely enough, however, a couple of people were a little disenchanted with me and with the fact that I had been transferred over to their clinic. They had some incorrect pre-conceived notions about me, and did not welcome me with open arms. I didn’t understand why, and tried to correct the situation, but however I tried, I could not make things right. My work environment felt hostile, and of course, I started to feel rather ugly myself. I could not summon up any good or warm feelings towards these other staff members. I prayed for the ability to forgive these people, and still, I could not. Again, I confronted them and explained how I felt. I thought for certain that this would rectify things. I learned that their preconceived ideas were due to lies that were told by other individuals, but still, they refused to show me any grace. I was at my wits’ end, and couldn’t stop ruminating about this situation. It was causing me a great deal of stress and anxiety.
Finally, one day , after many days of praying for change, I had an epiphany. These people had not apologized or asked for my forgiveness, so why was I so intent on doling out forgiveness? I realized that I was only required to love these people, not forgive them, at least in this situation. Yet, how could I feel any warmth towards these individuals, let alone LOVE, after I felt I had been wronged?
However, I felt a wonderful freedom when I let things go and stopped looking for an apology. I concentrated on getting myself in order, in doing my job well, and treating those around me fairly. I spent some time nurturing my relationship with the One who calls me to be me. Going forward, I hoped my situation would improve and it has. For that I am grateful. Pharisees asked Jesus what the greatest commandment was. Jesus replied, “Love God with all your heart and soul, and then love your neighbor as yourself.” (Matt. 22:34-40)
To me, this was my miracle of the Christmas Season, this act of Blessed Release. I released something that I could never control, and it was replaced with Love and Grace. A special Love and Grace that I am incapable of conjuring up on my own. A Love and Grace towards others that can nurture Joy and Laughter in its wake.
”But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show us that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.”-2 Corinthians 4:7