Now You See It, Now You Don’t
~ By Darlene Franklin ~
Although we can’t escape God’s love (Romans 8:39), our experience of it works more like a magic trick. Imagine:
An empty cup sits next to the full container of God’s love.
God’s no-matter-what loves showered creation with lovingkindness. He shouted it in His written word and wrote in the Living Word, Jesus.
I feel more like Helen Keller, who lived in a void absent of sight, sound, or speech. She said, “I cried because I had no shoes until I saw a man who had no feet.” I don’t recognize its abundance until I see someone in greater need.
We refuse the provided cup but instead use a self-made cone, which fails.
God provided for Israel’s needs for forty years in the wilderness, but they still doubted Him when they were thirsty. Because their leader Moses didn’t follow God’s instruction, instead using his own plan, the Lord was greatly displeased. God denied him entrance into the promised land.
My life with a daughter with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) was like traveling through a black hole that ate my flesh and spat out dry bones. Whether we suffer from some form of short-term mental illness, a disorder, or just the highs and lows of life, many people have experienced a dark place. When we seek God, it sometimes seems like He is hiding. (Isaiah 64:7)
Push the magic another step in your imagination: Suppose both the cup and the jug appear empty.
Like the milk in the magic trick, God’s love hasn’t disappeared but sometimes it’s invisible.
Roman philosopher Seneca pointed out that every new beginning comes from other beginning’s end. Joseph understood that. He became Pharaoh’s second-in-command only after he had been both a slave and a prisoner.
I have to accept the limitations of age before the murk that hides God’s glory wash away. He says, “I’ve been waiting for you. Let’s get to work.”
Light-bulb inventor Thomas Edison said he found 10,000 ways that didn’t work. Failure to see God’s love doesn’t mean it’s not there.
Back to the full jug and empty cup.
Milk is poured into the glass so that milk appears in both the jug and the cup.
“Bah, humbug.” Generations have celebrated the transformation of Ebenezer Scrooge to the man who vowed to honor Christmas in his heart.
A term paper on God’s love I wrote long ago laid the foundation for my life experience. My cup has appeared empty many times, such as the time “married for life” ended in divorce.
I thought I reached rock bottom when my teenage son was taken from the home. God’s love pulsed within that my frozen core and kept me going when I felt hopeless.
Those and other experiences years trained me for my daughter’s death. Love poured over me through the gifts of countless friends from around the world.
The promise is no illusion. God’s love is real.
Even if it took me 10,000 tries for me to see it.