Thursday, November 29, 2012

Little Things?

It's amazing what little things can block my view of Jesus.

Not to long ago, while I was in the middle of a sewing project, my machine broke. Ugh! It wasn't anything serious, but I wasn't smart enough to fix it. I was pretty disappointed, as I wanted to complete that project within a certain time frame. The only avenue of getting it fixed, it seemed, was taking it to Springfield, and that looked impossible. I went to bed in a bad mood that night. 

Over the next few days as I mused over these things, it came to my mind that perhaps I should be thankful that my machine was out of order. My, was that hard to swallow!

Stepping back, this is what I see now: 
I had been so caught up in my sewing project that it became more important to me than anything else, even Jesus. It was exciting, and turning my attention to spiritual things was not easy to do. If my sewing machine hadn't broken, I would have continued drifting farther and farther from the One who loves me, and become more and more caught up in physical things. What a thought!

Several days later, when I had given up all thought of finishing my sewing project in my time frame, I decided to run out to my sewing room and have another look at my machine. To my surprise, after adjusting a few screws, I found myself sewing away! My God is a merciful God!
Through these events, I learned a valuable lesson. 

No matter how innocent and harmless an activity may seem, if I find myself getting a foggy view of my Savior  while participating in it, it is not innocent at all! Can I call something innocent which robs me? Robs me of light, joy, and peace? Can I call something harmless which harms my relationship with Jesus? Not at all!

Dear friend, keep your eyes on Jesus. Let nothing stand in His way!

1 comment:

Matthew Perlee said...

Hi Emmi, I must alert you that you
misspelled a word. Following is a copied section of the paragraph with the mistake in parenthesis.


Not (((((to))))) long ago, while I was in the middle of a sewing project, my machine broke. Ugh! It wasn't anything serious, but I wasn't smart enough to fix it. I was pretty disappointed, as I wanted to complete that project within a certain time frame. The only avenue of getting it fixed, it seemed, was taking it to Springfield, and that looked impossible. I went to bed in a bad mood that night.