Wouldn’t it be great that when you became a Christian you suddenly had it all together?
Like right after accepting Jesus as your Savior—Bam—you’re awesomely put together, complete with a fish sticker for your car and a WWJD bracelet.
We want a having—it—all—together—Christian—life to be messy free and easy.
Easy is good. I can do easy.
But God wants us to do all kinds of hard stuff.
Like love our neighbor…
give one coat away if you already have one…
I have more than one coat. I like all of them.
We nod our head in agreement and say, “Yeah God, I’ll do all of that!”
But we often don’t want to go through the hassle of actually doing this stuff. Did I mention that I like all of my coats?
I don’t have it all together.
One area in particular is that I sometimes don’t trust God.
He asks us to trust Him (That falls into the hard category). But something made me realize that I often don’t trust God…
I have 5 children and until recently my basement contained almost all the clothes they had ever worn. Now that might not be unusual if my 5 children were very close in age and growing into each others’ clothing regularly.
That would be practical.
But that’s not the case.
My oldest was born in 1991. My youngest in 2006. It is now 2015 and I can say my 8 year daughter does not want to wear clothes her 23 year old brother wore in the late 90’s.
So why was I hanging on to all those clothes? It certainly wasn’t because I thought the 90’s was the epitome of children’s fashion.
It was because I was afraid.
I feared the “what if’s”. What if we couldn’t afford clothes in the future for whatever reason? What if I was left destitute? What if, what if…
I didn’t trust God to provide for our needs. So I stored away dated overalls and pants with elastic around the ankles. For years and years in huge tubs in our basement.
But I’m not destitute. And my youngest children are able to wear clothes made in this millennium.
God has provided.
And He will continue to provide.
During my winter break from nursing school, I emptied my basement of all thing’s 90’s. The only clothes left for saving are those my daughters can pass on to each other in the next year or two.
Practical saving, not radical saving.
It was easy to keep crap in my basement for decades for ‘just in case’. It’s hard to let go and trust God’s provision.
But God asks us to do the hard stuff. That’s how we grow.
Now let’s see…about those coats…I have a cool, hippie one with fringe, a sleek one with fur around the neck, a nice red one for when it’s not too cold…
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” ~Matthew 6:26
Yolanda DeLoach (@YolandaDeLoach) is a member of Wesley UMC and through her writing, tries to remind herself to keep life light. You can visit her at her own site, yolandadeloach.com