Tangled Pieces

Some days my heart and mind feel like a tangled mess. Through my lens, life can appear unfair and perplexing. Like Job in the scriptures, I wonder why things go the way they do when I do my best to do the right thing. Such was my state of mind when I had this candid conversation with God. I won’t repeat some of things I questioned. I’d rather say them to God than to the flawed listening ear. As I meditated on what I know to be true, I tried to reconcile that with the things that perplexed me. I am not the first nor the last child that Our Father has who finds life disconcerting at times. One writer said this, “In every way we’re troubled, but we aren’t crushed by our troubles. We’re perplexed and frustrated, but we don’t give up.” [2 Corinthians 4:8 GWT] So in my entangled state of mind, I choose not to give up. I quiet the noise of my disturbed heart to hear what my heavenly Father had to say. If He were to write me a letter, I think this what He would have said to me:

Dear Tangled Heart:

Though I am sovereign, all humans are blessed with the gift of a free will. Your prayers are not meant to override the free will of others. Everyone still chooses. I guide and speak in ways that you can understand. I meet you where you are. Often times I’m there in your distractions, but the noise you entertain drowns me out. I open doors and close them all in your best interest. I see what you don’t, and I act accordingly. You see the temporary, I see generations to come. You think only of the now — I have a glimpse into tomorrow and I see eternity.

You construct your own tangled messes. Sometimes, because of the actions of others you inherit some of the convoluted chaos of life. That’s where I come in. I delight in taking the tangled pieces to create masterpieces. Give me those. Trust me ‘to make the crooked places straight’. The tangled messes woven by those you love was their doing. Don’t blame me for not ‘preventing’ them. Trust that I can make beauty out of the ashes –that they are not the sum total of their mistakes. Believe that a message can come out of the messes.

Don’t be overly concerned about what I didn’t ‘answer’, trust me to untangle the messes around you. You get off balance because of what didn’t go the way you wanted. Now you lose sight of what I’ve done without your asking. Things you didn’t even deserve. What I gave you when you didn’t even know you needed it. There is the misconception that prayer is designed to get me to do your will and your bidding. It is true that I respond to faith, but according to My will. You should talk to me to get to know ME– the One you say you love and worship. Your desire should be to get to know my ways and my voice; not to attempt to ‘twist my arm’. When you talk to me, I hear. Trust that my way is perfect. When you don’t understand my ways, trust my hand and my heart.

Your Heavenly Father

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