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This Gift is Not Mine, But Yours

giftThere’s such a difference between

“You are gifted!” and “You’ve been given a gift!”

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no, one must go.

Step away; the other may stay.

You are gifted! Shining star, you’re certain to go far.
A sure anointing, don’t be disappointing.

The burden so heavy, not the resources to levy.
Tremendous heft, leaves me bereft.

Flattened by stares, everywhere the snares.
Put that gift aside, my heart begs, safe from pride.

No! Come and see, You’ve received a gift from Me.

What could it be? Unwrap it and see!

The cover falls away, and I know this is here to stay.
It’s a perfect fit, not meant to sit
idly by while I wait,for jitters to abate.

Take her out for a spin, it’s not a sin
even if you stumble, we won’t grumble.
Open her up, feel the breeze, do I have to say please?
Feel it juke and jive, let it come alive!

Forgive me for my confusion, the two have been in collusion,
You are gifted… is a weight to be lifted.
You’ve been given a gift … that offers me a lift!

One might confuse the two, thinking either one will do.

But no. One must go.

The first steels my will, I had better stand still.
The second makes me dizzy, I had better get busy.

Child’s Play

brace stocking and shadowHow many people don’t step toward God because they aren’t sure of the right direction?

I don’t know either. I just lean and, rather than fall on my face, one foot steps out to catch me.

God’s like that.

Right or left? Good.

And again. Good.

I know this game! We used to call it Hot or Cold.

This is the adult version and I’m playing for keeps.

Navigating the Neutral Zone

How do you come to the table? the decision table, that is. A person I respect offered, “Come to the table with your contribution but not with your mind made up.” Such good advice, if you can pull it off.

My problem is…I am a leaner. I am not sure I am ever neutral. I come with some predisposition. Something like, “I’ll probably say yes but I just need to ask a few questions.” Or “I don’t think I can do this but I’ll hear them out and maybe it’ll help me see more clearly.” I didn’t realize until recently the weight of my lean. You know, it’s pretty difficult to change direction once you’re leaning.

Okay. I’m not sure it’s possible to be completely neutral. I mean, how would you know? But my lean not only shifts the balance for me, it also has me looking in my own direction. I favor what supports my lean and dismiss or discard what doesn’t. This is no way to navigate the neutral zone.

Because in the neutral zone, no one has the advantage. There are no changes in possession or position. No final decisions adopted or final rulings made. It is (it should be) a place for equal exchange of ideas. A safe place to try out new ideas and different approaches. To brain storm without bias or fear of censorship. A place where you can try things on – not over top of what you are wearing -but on their own. (You know when you try something on over top of something else, you have already either decided whether or not to buy it, right?)

So I am re-committing to balance without leaning in the new year. Or at least to be honest with myself when I am leaning one way or the other but still undecided. That way I can give special attention to the counter-balancing arguments, the opposing points of view, the antagonist.

After all, whenever we move it is those muscles, the muscles that oppose, that keep us balanced upright and moving forward. And hopefully this keeps our joints from aching and injury later. That’s the way we are made to move. It just seems the reasonable way to come to the table for a balanced meal.

We are welcome to the table because God has made it available to all. But He asks us to take a seat not to stand and lean. And face to face is how every good decision is made. Thank goodness God has promised to keep an open mind. Surely, when I am seated, He will show me what He has in mind.

And I have on pretty good authority that His yes is yes and His no is no. I’m confident He will reach in and rescue me from the neutral zone, provided I am not leaning too far the other way.

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