When I was 9 years old, I wanted only one thing for Christmas: A Barbie Dream House with three floors of high-styled fun, fancy furniture that filled six really big rooms, and a real working elevator that stopped on every floor. It looked so cool on TV.
(If I only knew then what I know now about advertising.) On Christmas morning, I bolted to the tree, and there it was (epic music) in all its glory: Three floors of high-styled fun, fancy furniture that filled six really big rooms, and a real working elevator that stopped on every floor.
But, I had a problem. The three floors of high-styled fun and its glory were still in the box. I couldn’t launch my Barbie adventure. Furthermore, it was going to take someone some serious effort to put that thing together. I wasn’t prepared for that.
I dumped the parts out of the box onto the floor. All those tiny pieces. Barbie’s Dream House was a nightmare. To the average 9-year-old, the problem would’ve looked insurmountable, but I was determined to solve it and have my three floors of high-styled fun.
Have you ever wanted something so badly but when you got it, it didn’t work out the way you’d imagined and turned into a mess instead? A huge one. Maybe it was a marriage, a child, a job, a relationship, a new house?
Too many times I find myself in situations that don’t work out as I’d planned and I discover, sadly, there’ll be no enjoyment without some effort on my part.
Sometimes when challenges arise in my life, I still feel like that 9-year-old girl under the Christmas tree. Frustrated because things aren’t shaping up the way I’d imagined. A husband who doesn’t agree with me. A child who decides to make his own decisions instead of listening to the counsel of his parents. A friend who’s on the wrong side of a political issue. A difficult employer, employee or co-worker.
The more I try to fix the problem, the bigger mess I make. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t move Barbie into her Dream House. I worked on that toy all afternoon before taking the box and all the pieces to someone who could help: my dad.
Too many times I’m like that 9-year-old girl who tries to solve things on her own. I don’t take the problem to my Father, who can work it out. Isn’t it amazing how our biggest problems are easy for God?
It’s easy to get frustrated. Psalm 46 encourages me and you to hope and trust in God and His power and providence and directs us to give Him the glory for what He has done and will do.
He can take our biggest frustrations and turn them into blessings. That can’t happen unless we trust and look to Him for help. He can mend a broken marriage or relationship. He can change the heart of a prodigal child or a difficult employer or co-worker. We must let Him work in our hearts first.
So Barbie moved into her Dream House, and my nightmare was over.
Got a mess? Turn to God. Which areas of your life do you need to turn over to God?