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Llama Crossing Guards and God’s Pottery Wheel

10 Jan

Ok, first the back story. Driving down the road in the van one day, we were having a discussion about roadkill. Don’t remember why. One of the kids must have asked about something they saw on the road. Anyway, I said the little critters did not have their mama’s to help them across the road. One of my daughters got this puzzled look on her face and started asking me strange questions. After about the 3rd one I asked her what she thought I had said. She said “they don’t have llamas to help them across the road.” Ahhh, now I get the puzzled look. What followed was a hilarious discussion about llama crossing guards and did they wear orange vests etc. We were all about to pee in our pants by the time we reached our destination and had tears streaming down our faces from laughing so hard.

Now, how does God enter into all this. Well I’m having a discussion tonight with one of my big girls. She thought she had understood that God wanted her to go to Mexico with the youth group this spring break. She had been praying about it for months, ever since her sister got back from last year’s trip.

She had prayed about finding a job so she could earn the money for the trip and the passport. And lo and behold she got a job. She had found an inexpensive Spanish curriculum and was diligently working to learn Spanish. She was convinced that everything was falling into place except for convincing her dad to let her go.

Then the news comes that the youth group is not going to Mexico this year. They are going to West Virginia. All of a sudden she doesn’t know what she is supposed to do. So I said something about not getting ahead of God.

“Oh, so now he’s a llama crossing guard?”
“Exactly.”
It may be that at some future time God has planned for her to go to Mexico. Maybe not. The point is sometimes He gives us visions and goals and we try to run out and make them happen today. Or at least as soon as possible. But as I told her, “When you run out ahead of God, you might just get hit by a bus.” Don’t run ahead, but don’t drag your feet when He has clearly said “Now”. Just hold His hand and go with Him.

Then to make the point a little differently we talked about God’s pottery wheel. God shapes us into a lovely bowl, then sets us on the shelf and walks away. We’re thinking hey, I’m a beautiful bowl, use me. But after some time God puts us back on the wheel and stretches us out some more, a little thinner here, and little thicker there, and suddenly we’re a tall bud vase instead. Then He says “Now…you’re ready. This is what I had in mind for you.”

We don’t want to wait. We want to run ahead and therefore we get hit by the bus, or we impatiently  jump off the shelf and shatter into a million pieces. But God says “wait…not yet…you’re not quite ready to be what I’m molding you to be.” But when He’s done, and says it’s time, we can’t drag our feet. We don’t want Him to have to drag us kicking and screaming to our destiny. We want to walk calmly beside Him, with our small hand in His big one, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that we are where we were meant to be. Walking in the cool of the garden with Him.

I don’t know what God has planned for my sweet girl. But I know it’s for her good and His glory. Perhaps she’s just getting more time to learn something in Spanish beyond “Where’s the bathroom? and “I need a Tylenol”. Perhaps the desire will be fulfilled in ways we can only dream of today. God knows. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

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