Sometimes, instead of no, God says Go!
Suddenly, in His perfect timing, everything seems fresh and green and alive, and growing and resting in peaceful expectancy, the kind that grows peaceful when it’s no longer expected, but given up to God, the Creator of all.
This morning at the center, everything worked! Our leader was called away, but we all worked together, nobody pushing or shoving or complaining or bumping into each other. It all got done, in green, in peace, in joy.
Isn’t God good? We don’t always believe or see or feel that God is good, but He always is and sometimes, like the late great preacher Charles Haddon Spurgeon said (in his always profound and always eloquent way) God walks “across the billows,” to draw us and our loved ones out of the deepest depths.
One day, some day, God finds a way, to make it all okay, to keep us alive, to do (and sometimes to do without) but never leaving us alone, and suffering with us (even when it doesn’t feel true, and sometimes it doesn’t, for now) as we suffer with Him, because we are not above our Master.
Just since yesterday, good and hopeful things have poured forth in so many ways, decked out, in faith and in hope and in God’s love.
Just a short time ago, today, one of my neighbors walked outside on the porch, when I was walking to my car on this fresh new day. (And no matter where we are, with or without green grass, each day with God can be a fresh new day, although sometimes we can only limp along, or barely speak, or stop crying. That’s okay. God is with us, if we ask. God never forces anyone, but He will always be there, and Whosoever will may call unto Him, even without words. Somebody said it. All it takes is a look. Just look at Jesus).
My neighbor on the porch and I have been acquainted for at least a year. During that time, she’s walked nearly everywhere, and her options were limited, because she couldn’t afford a car. We’ve been a few places a few times in my car, which another friend gave me last year.
But suddenly, and also over time, things changed for the better, for my friend without a car. Today, when she walked outside, she said, “My car is parked next to yours.”
I looked and there was my friend’s car, a hope fulfilled, a Pontiac Bonneville, in deep forest green, The interior is plush and perfect. That car makes her so happy. She said she feels free now. She said she would ask Donnie, if we could borrow his charcoal grill, to cook out on another day. She told me we would also go for a ride somewhere in her new car, during the holidays.
How can we say thanks, for all God has done for us? What tribute can we give on a bright new day and a gentle quiet evening?
Just watch. Just watch what God can do, when He says Go, and when He flings open the bolted door, or removes the heavy stone. Light pierces the darkness and always comes through. Nothing can hold back Resurrection Power.
God doesn’t keep His children in shrouds. He clothes us with His Light and His Love and His Very Life. Through Jesus, our rags become righteous; our despair becomes hope; our impossible becomes possible. Nothing can separate us from God’s love, in Christ Jesus our Lord.
So we must wait for Jesus, Who walks to us across the billows, sometimes scaring us, in the fourth watch of the night, but still arriving, saying Peace! Be still!
So we wait, on the waters of our impossibilities, behind the stone walls of death, under the heavy weights of hopes deferred. But by faith, we can hear our Master say, one bright green morning, “Unbind them, and let them go!”