I Give God Two Years

A professor of mine from back in the day had an interesting device on his desk.  It looked like a little robot with a bunch of legs.  If you turned it on, it would bounce up and down all over the desk.  It was the embodiment of the phrase “spazzing out”.  I asked him about it, and he told me that it reminded him of what happens in life when a person has a lot of energy but no real focus.

I’ve been feeling like that robot a lot lately.

It’s funny, I was reading about Joseph in something Seth Barnes wrote and he mentioned that Joseph had dreams of his brothers bowing down to him, dreams sent from God.  But, after that, basically everything that could remove him from that future ever happening hit him.  His brothers nearly killed him; they sold him into slavery; he ended up some guy’s servant in a distant land with no obvious chance of ever seeing his family again (except maybe that dream); then, he went to jail; then, he experienced a rise to power and became second in command but still even more tied to the land of Egypt than before.  God’s miracles occur in the strangest ways, but His promises never fail.

My bride and I have a dream of finding a church family that goes far beyond anything either of us have experienced.  God went out of His way to close doors and to show us that we have a place here.  So, I give Him two years.  It’s the time we promise to this place.

It almost sounds sacrilegious to put a time limit on God doesn’t it?  But, He promised to give fish not a snake.  And, to be honest, if He doesn’t move and shake the foundations of everything I thought possible, my faith will take a hit.  My hope will take a hit.  I’ll probably put God back in a box and talk about how He does little everyday miracles that you’ll only notice if you know where to look and how He does little convictions in the privacy of your home where you can feel His presence most strongly.

But, He doesn’t.  He does MIRACLES that shake the foundation of everything we know, that no one in his right mind can deny, that make the concept of not worshiping Him with all our being seem foolish.  He CONVICTS us to the point of sobbing in front of everyone huddled together with other Christians who are sobbing for you.

In two years, I can’t wait to see what He’ll do.

Till then, I’ll bounce with all the energy He can give me.