It has been really wet in Oklahoma. We have some ceiling damage at our home and two holes have appeared. In addition to the holes in our ceiling, we have another mice infestation. Another?! I know it sounds weird, but we have a big field behind our house and well, we are a depot for little lost critters. It could be easy to gripe about our circumstance, but I think the best medicine for rough times is to follow Paul’s advice in 1 Thessalonians 5:17-18, “pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances…” So, Lord, help me to see past the problems and dwell in your promises to take care of us, and that you would never leave us nor forsake us.
I want to take this story of the ceiling and the mice a different direction. We don’t expect holes to show up in our homes nor do we generally anticipate mice invading our home. But, what if the holes and mice were living metaphors for other things that we let invade our lives? Like greed, jealously, envy, bitterness, sensuality, etc? Holes and mice are representative of leaving our souls untended, symptomatic of a bigger problem, aka a life of selfish indulgence.
Okay, maybe I am stretching it a bit here, but when you are looking for God in every situation, sometimes you just can’t help it!