Shout out to my brother in law who took this picture!!
There are a few things that dare to govern my mind at 1:34 a.m. Things such as the prominent search in my zip code for watermelon popsicles, in order to ease my fruit cravings. Things like the different moon phases I would like to study whenever I get the chance...although from the place I’m sitting, there’s no glimpse of the sleeping sky. Things like remembering interesting memories attached to the song The Scientist by Coldplay. Or the underlying fact of how angry I am at the director of the last Korean drama series I watched. Sigh. You see, yesterday was the last episode and I can’t help but ponder on how the main protagonist is doing. Is she happy at her new job? Did she ever get married? Did she return the phone call to her former manager? The ending was too shallow. Why do I do this to myself? It’s 1:42 a.m. and now I wonder if somewhere between my duties and hobbies, if I have really embraced the meaning of time management. God is challenging and requiring so much of me this season, yet the storms fail to cease. You know, sometimes life just sucks. It really does. There’s nothing philosophical in that. But chances are if you are a Christian you will probably say this as I mouth the words in unison:
It’s just a season.
The book of Ecclesiastes reinforces that there is a time for everything. Can I be honest? I mean chances are you have been following this blog for a while, you know I will be without your consent. Here it goes. The fact that there is a time and a season for everything can be discouraging for those waiting for breakthroughs in specific areas of their lives. Why discouraging you ask? Well, because when will that time be? I mean maybe that portion doesn’t bother you at all as the acquiescent entity that you are, but for goal oriented individuals like myself, it can be quite frustrating. The other portion of that statement sits cordially in my heart; like a refreshing vegan peanut butter shake or a lovely old aged smiling woman sitting in her rocking chair. I think it’s because I’ve come to terms with the fact that time is not a thing, but a person. A person who arranged the sun, moon, stars, and galaxies in perfect order. Infinity is not a number, but a person. Like the wind, waves, rain, and occasional beautiful weather show up in the different seasons of my life, I keep trusting that God is not intimidated by time. How can he? There is no such thing as time for God. Maybe for humans, but not for God.
Genesis 1:14-18 in the New Living Translation says the following:
14 Then God said, “Let lights appear in the sky to separate the day from the night. Let them signs to mark the seasons, days, and years. 15 Let these lights in the sky shine down on the earth.” And that is what happened. 16 God made two great lights—the larger one to govern the day, and the smaller one to govern the night. He also made the stars. 17 God set these lights in the sky to light the earth, 18 to govern the day and night, and to separate the light from the darkness. And God saw that it was good.
You see, the duality of sky lamps were created for us dysfunctional humans. Even before we were created. God was planning ahead because he knew that you still have to get through sleep by using night lights. Don’t worry, I won’t share your secret with anyone else. It took me a while to sleep in a completely dark room. My friend, God isn’t blind or wired to lack direction. God can see correctly in the dark. The different dynamics of light on nature’s switch was designed to create order in a way humans could understand it. The separation of days requires time. Time is order. There is a sincere desire for my inner passive-aggressive robot to comply with the ridiculous desires of this world. Sometimes I desire not to care for people or not entertain the washing machine with copious amounts of laundry. Sometimes I want to jump into decisions due to impatience. Sometimes I just want to believe we are still in the 90s in order to sport those comical high waisted jeans. That way I wouldn’t fall into comparison’s trap. Sometimes I wish there was no such thing as time. But there is. So here’s a couple of questions you might have asked yourself:
First of all, lemme tell you that I am no life expert. Although I’ve lived a lot of experiences for a 23-year-old. Unfortunately, all of the good, bad, and ugly things that God allowed in my life has granted me great wisdom. But because I love you and want you to turn to God for yourself for these answers- I cannot share special ones with you. It would be irresponsible on my part to make my experiences as theology. But these things I will share and hope it will minister to you in a personal way.
Check out the Railroad Notes here. You can print them if you want. View them as a guideline about this topic. You can print copies and share with friends if you would like. It is my prayer that the Lord will reveal to you in a fresh way how to trust him once again.
Heavenly Father, I thank you for the times and seasons that occur in our lives. May your mercy and grace grant us peace and wisdom to walk in confidence knowing that you are in control. May the knowledge of your presence, even in days when we can’t hear, feel, or perceive it, be enough for our souls to understand that you will do what Isaiah 45:2 says. That you will indeed go before us to level our mountains and that you will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. Help us, Lord, not live in the prison of the pressures of this world. We give you praise for all that you’re doing during this time. We thank you.
In Jesus name, we pray. Amen.
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