a product of protection

“I made time for your protection.” –Jesus Calling

Time as protection? Really?  When you find yourself in a restless and impatient state, time feels more like captivity than protection. Boxed in; movement restricted; suffocation. If only the tick would tock a little faster. The unknown leaves you crippled for the next minute holds the key which  determines your next step. The package has yet to arrive on your doorstep. The call hasn’t come. The traffic light is still red. Waiting weighs. That monster, Control, is slowly sleighed inside you. You cannot manipulate the situation. Stop trying!  You can’t do anything.  Helpless. It takes more strength to stand than move.

In enters the power of perspective: time as protection. Omnipresent God, who is outside time, has met you here, in this moment. Will you acknowledge His presence? His protection? You think you’re ready for what’s next, but you have no idea. God knows you can’t handle everything at once. Only He can see what’s in store for your future, and it’s not what you have in mind. He will keep you here, in this moment, until the lesson is fully learned, and the time is fully right. Just when you think you’ve grasped it and are doing good, He will move you on, and you’ll probably wish you could move back. When you get there, it won’t be what you thought it would be. Sooner or later you’ll want yesterday or tomorrow. The past and the future stretch you, playing tug of war. The game wears on your soul. But, the game can’t be played unless the rope involves itself. QUIT THE GAME. Today you have today, now you have now.

“But I trust in You, O LORD; I say, ‘You are my God.’ My times are in Your hands..” –Psalm 31:14-15a.

As time nestles you, enjoy the freedom of not having a plan. Go with the wind, walking about in liberty to glorify God by enjoying Him and the pleasures He is extending to you in this moment: chatting with a sixty seven year old lady who calls you her BOFA: breath of fresh air, sitting next to the one who helped you learn to love again at a baseball game on a summer night, the sounds of crickets singing to their Creator, the hot pavement on your feet, parents who lay down their life for you, laughter, being loved for you, kindred spirits, the sunset, silence, a song that cuts you to the core…all products of protection, time.