Wednesday, July 12, 2017

God is in the Details, Even the Ones We don't Like

Now a man of the tribe of Levi married a Levite woman, and she became pregnant and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a fine child, she hid him for three months. But when she could hide him no longer, she got a papyrus basket for him and coated it with tar and pitch. Then she placed the child in it and put it among the reeds along the bank of the Nile. His sister stood at a distance to see what would happen to him.

Then Pharaoh’s daughter went down to the Nile to bathe, and her attendants were walking along the riverbank. She saw the basket among the reeds and sent her female slave to get it. She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. “This is one of the Hebrew babies,” she said.

Then his sister asked Pharaoh’s daughter, “Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?”

“Yes, go,” she answered. So the girl went and got the baby’s mother.
Exodus 2:1-8, NIV

I was sitting with a group of young people and listening in on a discussion about Moses and his sister Miriam. A familiar story to most, unless you are like me and the fact that Moses had a sister who hid and watched over him as he lay in a basket in the river. She was there at just the right moment to suggest to the Pharaoh’s daughter that she could find someone to nurse the baby for her, her mother...the baby's mother.

Miriam was divinely placed, obedient to God’s direction and cooperative in living out her purpose.

Most remember Moses, not so many of us remember this detail of Miriam.

God is in the details.

The small group discussing this story reminded me of that fact.

Many years ago, when my son was my younger and in the middle of many therapies and working very hard, I was asked to speak at a couple of different board meetings. I was a little perplexed at first, what could I possibly share about Cooper and his journey that would be helpful. We were not a miraculous success story, we had not sacrificed and overcome anything. Our details were not pretty.

We were quite literally at the “blood, sweat and tears” point of the journey.

Maybe you’ve been there, maybe you understand? If you have and you do, you may also understand my confusion as to why on earth anyone would want me to stand in front of a group of nicely dressed business men and women and explain to them how incredibly hard everything was.

You will also love this, one group asked me to bring Cooper.


The therapist that invited me to speak and bring Cooper, wanted the board of directors to see and hear how hard her job was. She said they only saw the “cute” kids with disabilities, the easy kids. She wanted them to see the ones they struggled with, the ones that cause the “blood sweat and tears”.

That was my child.

That was his therapy sessions.

That was our life.

And this lady wanted me to get up, in front of a bunch of strangers, and share it all with them.

Miriam stood and watched over her baby brother as he floated in the Nile river. She knew he was hidden because he should have been killed like all of the other male babies of that time.  
She was a child, but when the time came, she stepped out and spoke to the Pharaoh’s daughter, setting into motion the details of Moses destiny.




But what do you do when you are standing in front of a group of people explaining how difficult it is for your son to endure the therapy he needs and how he kicks and scratches and fights…and you realize you are, your life is…he is, the purpose no one wants.

No one says:

“Hey, I would like to struggle!”

“I would love for my child to have a really hard time navigating through life, and I would like to watch every moment!”

What do you do when you don’t like the hard parts of existence?  

You remember the details, and you stay anchored to what you know.

Moses had a purpose to the hardships of his life, so did Miriam.

So do I.

So does my son.

So do you.

We may not understand them.

We may not like them.

We may not want them.

This is what I know:

God is in the details, even the ones we don't like.

So today I will pray:
God, You are the orchestrator of eternity, the planner of all things. There is not a step we take or a breath we breathe, that You have not already planned. I pray our focus be constantly on You and Your way. May we always know and recognize that Your way is in fact, better than our way...even though it so often appears harder. Help us to remember that we are running this race for the end result, and what is at the end is far greater than anything we could experience here on earth. In the name of Jesus, I pray. Amen.

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