I’ve always loved books and as a teenager growing up in rural Kenya without electricity, I dreamed up a genius idea to extend my reading hours past the official “lights out” time.
The “lights” were a kerosene lamp and my parents expected it to go out shortly after bedtime.
Being the genius, I would slip into bed, position the burning lamp next to the pillow and pull the blankets over the lantern and my head.
I could read like that for for hours without my parents knowing the lamp was still on.
But the problem with my genius plan was that sometimes I fell asleep.
With a book on my face and a burning-kerosene-filled-disaster-in-waiting next to my head.
I remember waking up one morning and the lamp had tipped over.
Terrified, my first thought was “I hope my mum didn’t see the light!”
The miracle of being alive was lost to me.
Which brings me our point today.
How many of us wake up with a “burning lamp next to our heads”
Walk through hard times and circumstances. At some point marvel at God’s mercies and goodness.
Then jump right back and do the same dumb thing all over again?
That’s what I did.
Felt the terror of escaping the wrath of my parents (and a fire.)
Then do it again a few nights later.
What’s in your bed today?
Sometimes as newlywed wives, we waddle along in our ways, oblivious to the dangers of some ‘genius’ habit, attitude or plan.
He doesn’t like me talking to him the way I do? Oh he’ll just have to get used to it. We are all grown ups around here, aren’t we. (Of course you don’t say that aloud)
Career/business/school eating into your marriage margin? Oh the marriage will just have to work around that.
And other “smaller” things
Trust issues (not addressing trust problems)
Which all adds up to little piles of disasters-in-waiting.
Getting a lamp out of my bed
Lately I’ve been trying to get a particular lamp out of my bed.
I am a competitive person. I like to compete and achieve.
But lately I’ve been feeling frustrated by my snails-pace growth in ministry and business. I’ve encountered some disappointments with our dream.
And (if only I could get this lesson once and for all!) God’s been reminding me that the reason I am fighting fires is because I am trying to run another person’s race.
Every time I take my eyes off Him, disasters always rush in.
And my marriage gets hit ( a frustrated, disappointed, manic wife doesn’t pleasant company make )
Psalms 18: 32 – 34 has been both a comfort and challenge.
“It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of deer, and sets me on my high places, he teaches my hands to make war, so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze”
It’s still a huge revelation to me, how God is not only the source of my dreams, He’s also the source of my strength to accomplish those dreams.
How about you, any burning lamps you need to kick out of your bed today? 🙂
Can you hear the voice of our Father asking you to “put out that light”? Do you understand that whatever He requires of you is for your own good?
I pray that you do.