Last night I led the women’s Bible study at church….pretty spur of the moment, so I’m so glad the Holy Spirit showed up in my weakness. It was one of those times I had as many ah-ha moments as those in the class. Great back and forth and sharing. One of the concepts that sticking with me was an examination of three Biblical characters who didn’t exercise wisdom.
Esau with his birthright.
David with Bathsheba.
Sarah with Ishmael.
Think about it. Esau’s lack of wisdom was deciding that God’s best and order wasn’t good enough for him. He didn’t value it, so he sold his birthright for a bowl of stew. David’s real issue at the heart was going against the rules that had been established for his protection. If he’d been with his troops where the king was supposed to be rather than bored at home, he would have never seen Bathsheba and never stepped down the path of compounding sin. And Sarah decided that God’s timing simply couldn’t be enough. That He needed her help because He was taking too long.
When I think about it like that, it’s hard to argue that I would never replicate their sin. I’d lie if I said I haven’t undervalued the gifts God has given me. I’d lie if I said I’ve never fought against the rules that feel so constraining and limiting. And I’d lie if I said I’ve never tried to help God out.
So that cycles me back to the reality that the hardest part of walking out this Christian faith is the daily act of surrender. Surrendering the “supposed tos” and “this isn’t how I imagined things” . Surrendering the day to day journey to God. Trusting that He loves me. And that the things that aren’t going as planned aren’t punishment. That it isn’t necessarily a consequence. But that God’s allowed them in His perfect plan.