Saturday, March 16, 2013

Where is your super suit?

I have incredible kids, but this is a story of my little incredibles. My bigs are always incredible and without their love and excitement about having lil sibs, this entire journey would not have been possible. My littles on the other hand, give me a joy and wonderment that I am experiencing for the first time. Through the eyes of my children, the gospel is coming alive, becoming tangible and becoming all powerful. I was so busy in my twenties just trying to keep it all together and financially needed to go to work, when they were still infants, so having an opportunity to stay home has been a gift. Having mornings when I didn't need to get ready and get out the door has opened up the greatest conversations about our lives as children of God. I tell my girls all the time, that we are all adopted, adopted into the family of God.

Ephesians 1 - 4 For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love 5 he predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will... 11 In him we were also chosen,[e] having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, 12 in order that we, who were the first to put our hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory....you were marked in him with a seal. NIV 

There is a great video on You Tube from Third Day about being children of God.

It was this topic that brought us to an amazing conversation of His power in us. We had talked about how we have power to be all that He has called us to be, we have power in us to help us make good choices, we have power in us to heal our bodies and power to love with unconditional acceptance, even if that person is hurting us. We were born through love and we were raised in love but as adults we become jaded and careful, hurried and side tracked. (well at least I do...if this isn't you...tell a friend you think may be sidetracked and they can read this...and you can carry on) So my jaded careful heart is also ever present in my momma bear attitude when it comes to my kids. If you have witnessed this intense reaction in your own life you know the one. The one that sees your toddler falling and you cant get there fast enough, the one that watches your child at school not get picked for a team and feels lost, the one that watches your teen, agonize over what her friends think of her, all of these bring out the fierce love of a mother. A love so deep you cant really explain it, nothing is stopping it, and it may not look Christ like either.

Imagine being a child of God and pre-destined to His plan, given hope, love, mercy, grace, and having Him watch you become all consumed in the day to day ritual of life with little time to share and show the love of His son.

 The gospel in action this week showed up with an amazing comment about forgiveness and choices. Miss G wanted to know if Satan had made a mistake would he ever be given another chance? Did God ever check in on him to see if he was ready to make a good choice? (parenting in our home sometimes requires neutral corners and a check in to see if we are ready) I sat humbled at the intensity of the question and realized as adults we write off people, and here was my kid thinking if God says everyone can experience grace, why not Satan? She was sad he made a bad choice, she wanted to pray that he would listen! Why not? With a burdened heart I told her all that I knew about grace and about the perfection of Jesus and that I would ask someone more versed in the bible about her question. Seemed like a good answer while getting two littles into the car and off to school, until I had a few minutes to think it out. Imagine a God so powerful that He can change even the most hardened heart, that we are all His.

So on our way to school we sang at the top of our lungs and I shared the only thing that came to mind and that "we" had His power in us, and that Jesus was this close. (insert visual of hand on heart)  He lived in our heart so if we needed Him we just had to ask for His power. That power was right there waiting to help. That school can sometimes be tough, that making good choices is not always easy, that God allows us to make mistakes but He is there to help us fix them and He is there when we need to talk. That seemed to be slightly off topic but was from Him. From the back seat I heard shouts of 'give thanks with a grateful heart...slightly off key but music to my ears, followed by a request to sing number 27 on the CD.
 Open our eyes, Lord
 We want to see Jesus
 To reach out and touch Him
And say that we love Him
 Open our ears, Lord
And help us to listen
Open our eyes, Lord
We want to see Jesus ...and with tears streaming down my face I sang loud and gave thanks with my grateful heart for the pure sweet love of a child, the childlike vision of the good in everyone, and the spirit filled wonder of a BIG and powerful God.

We talked more about His power in us and the only thing I could think of at the time, was Mrs. Incredible from the movie. So with a round of air high fives, some punches thrown in to show the enemy he had no power in our lives and a good yell of "Honey, where is my super suit?" We arrived at school with our super suits zipped up, His power in us and a reminder that no matter what we have done, or where we came from, we are all adopted into ONE family. A family of supers... a family that sticks together and a family that makes mistakes but thankfully there is grace.

What a great reminder that in my adult busyness of life I had forgotten my super suit in the closet and that I could do all things according to His plan and purpose for my life. I needed to pray for all those that I have written off and remembered there is never any choice that separates us from having Jesus in our hearts. He is the mender of fences and He is my daddy.

So this post went here and there but so did the conversation and so did my careful,  jaded, adult heart, but it all came back to the faith filled promises of God; there is nothing that can separate the love of the father from me. I am so thankful and so humbled that God chose us to be the parents of these little incredibles. Do you have a super suit? ...do you need to dig it out and remember that He is as close as the beat of our heart? Put your hand on your heart and feel Him, He is there. Then go and show His love by forgiving somebody that you really didn't think mattered, but they did. Buy a cup of coffee for the guy behind you in the line, without caring if he was buying for six other friends, and smile at the guy that cuts you off, because you have a super suit and your mission is...to be continued!

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