If it ain’t broken……..
Remember this catch phrase “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”? What does this phrase really mean? And when does it actually apply to real life? Who had the bright idea to leave things alone especially if they did not need to be fixed? And who gets the privilege of deciding whats broken and what is not? And why do we need to acknowledge broken things in the first place? Just thinking out loud.
Another lesson in life, I lay down my sword and shield. I can’t fix it! I sat staring out the window of my rental car. I can’t fix it.
“It’s broken, so let me fix it” has been my life motto. I like to be in control, I like to fix what isn’t broken and tackle what is. But this past May, I learned that some things are only for God.
Let me back up a bit. A few months ago at a Hillsong conference, I asked God what part of his character was he showing me, he replied “I want you to see me as Father”. Teary eyed, I wondered how he would do this. After all God has been really good to me. He’s already a good good father. Yet, somehow I felt as though I was entering a season of understanding-understanding his true nature. His “I don’t need your help Doña” nature. As my role in life has been to help God, I”m like his under study. Operating my life as though God needs my help at times-I find myself trying to throw God an alley-oop. Silly prideful self, who are you???
So this summer, I have watched God do his work sovereignly on his own, and in his perfect timing. He ignores my schedule and timeline demands. He sends my frantic faithless calls to voicemail. And stands quietly at my side while I pace the floors. He is God, and I am not. I finally burry my face in my hands at what seems like a hopeless family situation and I surrender. “God, I surrender the need to intervene and fix this situation”! I released my need to be the “fixer” the problem solver. Truth is, I’m probably making it worst by trying to fix it and getting in the way.
And that’s where I think God wants me, my family, and some of my closest friends………..out of his way. God wants to do his job with a spirit of excellence, not with whining children sabotaging his will. God doesn’t need me or you to pass him the ball. He is the slam dunk of life. He draws the plays and executes. And he will blow the whistle when the game is out of hand. I trust him. I trust his ways. I trust his timing and even though I don’t like it, I trust it’s pride eliminating purpose. I trust that God can get things done perfectly with or without my faith in him.
Today, I choose to let things be a hot mess, not because I’m ignorant to life’s challenges. I choose to leave life in the care of a good good father who knows all paths can lead to him and his perfect plan of restoration, revival, and healing for me and my family. I can’t fix it and honestly it feels good to stop trying. It’s all in his hands and I like it like that. He takes the burden of pride off my shoulders and sets the court for an all star performance. Some times in life we will have to step back and let God fix it, take our hands off the wheel and trust his ways are perfect. There is peace in releasing the scary unknowns of life into his hands, and rest assured there is healing in the arms of a good good Father.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding, in all your ways acknowledge him and he will make straight your paths” Proverbs3:5-6 ESV