SGLY: Closer and closer to home
Where I live it snows once every five years. And when that year arrives, literally everyone and their dog ventures outdoors. In my case, I have two dogs, both of which beat me to the frosted grass.
Snowflakes float around me like cloud shavings from the white sky. I crave their taste as I lift my palms high. With a giddy laugh, my eyes close as I wait to be sprinkled with tiny wet kisses.
Nothing. I feel nothing.
I close my eyes tighter and open my mouth to the heavens, wanting my child-like soul to be fed. I even move my position, imagining I must be standing under a clogged cloud.
Nothing still. I feel nothing.
I walk back toward the house and notice wet polka dots appearing like musical notes on the concrete porch. Standing still, I watch in awe as God composes a cheerful melody that I wish were inked on paper for me to gather and play. As it were, I did what I could. I twirled. I played. I laughed. And soon, without realizing, I felt the snowflakes.
That evening as I turn off my bedside lamp and blink in darkness, I wonder how often I have seen blessings from heaven befall upon me and I was too busy or consumed with my thinking and doings that I never felt them, acknowledged them, or gave God credit for them.
How many blessings touch me in a day that I barely notice? How often do I genuinely thank God? Do I give voice more to the clogged clouds or to the lavish showers of grace?
Only when I stood still in the surrender of my expectations did I see the composing hand of God. I will admit, I do not always feel God’s presence. But my faith is not based on what I feel but instead on Whom I trust.
Even in the darkest of circumstances, I may not see or understand, but I trust God to provide – to give food from Heaven through His living and active Word to sustain me much more than this world could ever satisfy me.
“… it is written, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God’” (Matthew 4:4).
Without the blessing of God, no good thing in this world will curb my appetite. I will remain consumed with an insatiable hunger for something I cannot find on my own but know I desperately need.
C.S. Lewis noted this feeling when he wrote, “If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the something else of which they are only a kind of copy, or echo, or mirage. I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death” (Mere Christianity).
I close my eyes once more and pray to awaken to a new day, knowing the wet polka dots will have dried and been absorbed into memory. Yet, even the best of today and all my yesterdays pale in comparison to what is to come.
Until such time when God plays my final earthly note, I will try my best to surrender and allow God to guide me through this beautiful, crazy, wonderful dance called life – knowing He leads me daily, closer and closer to home – to Himself.
SGLY, dear reader.
(Smile, God Loves You.)
Tiffany Kaye Chartier is a Christian author and opinion columnist. Submit feedback and connect for more soul lifts on Facebook: Tiffany Kaye Chartier; Instagram:@tiffanysgly; and Twitter: @tiffanychartier. The views and opinions expressed here are the author’s own and do not necessarily reflect those of Texoma Marketing and Media Group.