Once upon a time, my inside cats acquired some unwanted guests – fleas. They were scratching and plucking out hair so something had to be done.
The vet prescribed a tablet that promised to kill the fleas and keep them flea-free for a month. The only problem: getting the cats to consume this wonder working, flea-fleeing medicine. We literally had to hold them down in order to get the tablet down their throats. (I don’t recommend this action unless you absolutely have to!) Lucy wanted nothing to do with it, and left me with a bitten thumb and scratched arms as witness to her aversion.
Never mind that it was what had to be done and that the medicine would take care of their problem. They just could not grasp the meaning behind the undesirable treatment we were putting them through. In fact, they sulked and pouted and kept their distance for a week.
It reminds me of the way we treat our Father God when He has to give us “medicine.” Yep, I’m talking about those times of discipline we must go through to “gain a heart of wisdom.” We don’t like it one little bit and many times we get mad, sulk and pout because God had the audacity to allow us to go through a painful experience.
If only we could embrace the truth that God knows infinitely more than we do about this thing called life…
“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” ~ God (Isaiah 55:9)
When all is said and done, the unwanted, undesirable experiences “will work together for our good” (Romans 8:28) when we love and trust the Eternal One who alone knows the purpose for the pain…
Trying my best to trust the Great Physician…