A madTV skit titled, “Bon qui quihttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZkdcYlOn5M“, plays out the story of a woman who is employed by King Burger, where as Bon qui qui states, ” you can have it your way but don’t get crazy.” This skit is very comical as it portrays the main character, Bon qui qui and the customers she interacts with. In several scenes as the customers have different preferences and requests she continues to say, “security, security!” Her boss, Mr. Williams then enters the picture after security being called numerous times for customer’s requests. Mr. Williams then states, “Bon qui qui this is the fifth time you’ve called security, now how many times do I have to tell you, you can not call security just cause somebody has a complicated order.”
The skit leaves me thinking about how often I yell out for some form of security in times of my own complicated life circumstances or “orders”.
About 2 years ago this time I sat in Chiang Mai, Thailand tossing and turning over how little security there is in this world. I know find myself wrestling with the same old similar thoughts. The dictionary attempts to define security in numerous ways such as: “the state of being free from danger or injury, freedom from anxiety or fear, and a guarantee that an obligation will be met.” I don’t know about you but those three make me roll my eyes, seriously who am I kidding to think any of these are within my control?
Back then my hands were in the air as a foreigner in another country feeling helpless much of the time, now today I sit in an all too familiar country once again realizing
security does not rely on a location.
Security does not rely on a job.
Security does not rely on money.
There is no security in this world. As a friend quickly reminded me the other evening there are no guarantees, it’s sounds cold and inhumanly but it’s shockingly true. I don’t know if you’ve ever walked away from something assuming it’d go one way after it goes the exact opposite, but it’s in those moments that I’m reminded there are no guarantees.
Maybe this is too depressing of truth for you. Well there’s an upside, when your security lies in the only thing that is constant in this world. And when security lies in Him, the anxiousness, fear and urge to control don’t disappear but begin to fade as our perspective on who God really is to us is challenged.
I can’t pretend to have this amazing faith, sometimes I think about the mustard seed and I wish that seed was a bit smaller, because my faith can shrink very quickly based on circumstances around me.
I always come back to God though, He’s the only Pappa I have that has never forgotten about me.
(below a mustard seed)
