A couple weeks ago I had a long day in head of me and was in a hurry. I knew I needed to have breakfast in order to make it through the day so I decided I would microwave some oatmeal. It was no big deal, except that I don’t use the microwave to cook my oatmeal, I use the stove. It isn’t because I can’t use the microwave, but rather some weird part of how I view life.
To me the microwave symbolizes laziness and imperfection while the stove is the opposite. In microwaving my oatmeal I came to place of saying my life is not as perfect as I want it to be. This probably sounds strange (cause it is), but I have this ideal in life, the image of how I think my life “should” be lived and look like, an image of control that displays I have my life put together.
In reality my life is not put together. I try to measure up to the ideal, but I can’t. I can’t cook my oatmeal over the stove and make it to work on time and keep the house clean and send out all my support letters, and work 40 hours a week and making everyone happy. Honestly it is a good thing I can as my inability it helps me to recognize my dependence on and need for God. In 2 Corinthians 12:9 God tells Paul, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
My prayer as I prepare for this journey is that I would let go of my ideal and my measurements and let God’s grace be sufficient and His power be made perfect in my weakness.
