Well played, God. Well played. (A DMPD story)

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Several days ago I went to God with a sort of a complaint.

I was a little hesitant to express it, mind you, because the past week I have seen amazing things happen with my DMPD* — really amazing things I knew had nothing to do whatsoever with my ability. And then new facts were introduced, new deadlines set, new standards put in place. Still, it seemed foolish to complain.

But, as I debated whether or not to say it, I realized He knew my thoughts anyway, so why not bring it out in the open?

“Lord?” I asked.

“Yes, daughter, what is it?” He replied. I knew He knew what I came to say, so I just went on and said it.

“God, what are you playing at? Just when I thought I’ve gotten comfortable with the circumstances, just when I’ve finally accepted the facts, just when I’ve finally convinced myself that I CAN do this, You up the ante! You set new rules! You set new deadlines! What are you playing at, Lord?”

Oh yes, I was so exasperated.

He just sat there until I ended my tirade, and I imagine the corners of His mouth twisting into a knowing smile.

“So?” I prompted.

“Well, you see, I don’t want you to be comfortable,” He started.

I figured I knew that already, so I waited for more.

“And I don’t want you to simply accept the facts,” He continued. “See, based on experience, and looking at your track record, whenever you thought you could swallow the facts, when you thought you could handle the circumstances, you did not depend on Me.”

I sat back. That is true.

“So,” He went on, “I am making things a little more challenging for you.”

I sighed. Challenging, huh?

“Oh, and when I say challenging, I mean — wait, what’s that word you humans use? Ah yes — impossible. Sorry, I don’t have that in my vocabulary.”

There was laughter in His voice, and I think I knew what He was talking about. Hello? The Bible talks about it His strength and might all the time.

“Anyway,” He started again. He wasn’t done. “But haven’t I told you? NOTHING IS TOO CHALLENGING FOR ME!”

I smiled.

“To put it in your language and terms, nothing is impossible for me.”

This time I was grinning. “Alright God,” I said. “You win. Well played God, well played.”

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