Bossy Pants

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An acquaintance of mine often brags she was called Little Miss Bossy Pants when she was young. Well. I’ve got news for her. She’s still a bossy pants. And it’s not attractive.

I should know … I have my own unflattering moments of bossiness.

Thinking about being bossy and how those of us who are bossy believe we’re right, and it’s our duty to tell others how to do things, I thought about how sometimes we take that bossiness into our relationship with God.

You know what I mean?

We think we know better than the Creator of the Universe how he should handle things.

We tell him how to solve what we believe he’s leaving unsolved.

We take our problems to God right along with a list of how he should work them out.

 

Because our minds are oh so small and limited, we don’t get it that God doesn’t need our suggestions or our help.

He can manage fine without us telling him what to do. He created the world without us telling him where to place the sun, didn’t he?

Maybe we need to step back, realize who God is and who we are in relationship to him, and stop trying to bring him to our level.

Who can fathom the mind of God?

Certainly not any of us, no matter how bossy we are, or how wise we believe ourselves to be.

Just look at Job.

Start at chapter 38 if you need a refresher course in God’s authority.

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The Lord went on:

 “Do you still want to argue with the Almighty? Or will you yield? Do you—God’s critic—have the answers?”

Then Job replied to God:

“I am nothing—how could I ever find the answers? I lay my hand upon my mouth in silence.  I have said too much already.” Job 40:1-5 (TLB)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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I needed a new watch. I wanted one that you wound, but couldn’t find one like that. I didn’t want one that ran on a battery. Tired of having to replace them.

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So, I bought a new watch. No batteries. No winding mechanism. No kinetic motion. This watch runs on solar power.

When I purchased the watch, the clerk told me it might slow down a bit if I left it in my jewelry box. If that should happen, all I needed to do was put the watch in the sunlight to charge it back up.

I don’t put my watch away, but here’s the thing…I wear my watch with the face on the inside of my wrist, toward my body. Pretty much always have.

I find wearing my watch the way I do, helpful when I want to check the time, and be inconspicuous about it. Like when someone is droning on about something, and you know it has to be time to leave, or some such. A quick glance to my up-turned wrist, which is sitting in my lap, and I can tell what time it is.

Of course, I would never look at my watch like that, if you and I were talking.  😉

So, I have this new solar-powered watch, and I experiment with it. I lay it out in the sunlight for several minutes. When I put it on – besides the fact the metal was burning hot – the

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iridescent hands and dots lit up in the dark, which it had not done previously.

That got me to thinking…my watch was like me. It did a good job keeping time, but it lacked something that it received when it was exposed to the sun. The hands of my life may be running around the dial, but until I am exposed to the SON of God, I don’t have what I need to shine in the dark places.

I will lose power, and slow down, when I don’t spend time in the presence of Jesus.

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That could mean spending time in prayer, worship, fellowship with others, study, or simply being awed by God’s magnificent creation, and his love for us. Doesn’t matter. I must spend time exposed to the son, recharging and renewing my soul-er cells.

How about you? I’d love to hear how you recharge.

 

Sandy

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