exchanging the good for the best

Most days I write poetically, but sometimes the truth is not easy to paint beautiful: life, in all it’s glory and wonder, sometimes brings days that make you ache. You groan when you realize the stress you carry makes your muscles taught beneath your skin. You measure calories because your waist gets in the way when you bend and it’s hard to remember a supple waist does not make you unworthy of love. There are days that seem monotonous, long, heavy … and you come home to an empty apartment and you can’t decide if it fills you with joy or loneliness. Maybe, it’s both.

I’ve been learning these days though that the salve to these heart wounds are not the things of this world. You might already know this – I hope you do. But I write this to you in case there is something in front of you that is good –

but not best.

There’s a story in that Bible of yours, the story I love to read, of a woman and man who longed for a child. I can tell you this: there’s going to be a lot of times when you long for a child. But your child might be a job, or his heart, or that dream. And you’ll weep over it. It will be what you pray for – or maybe, what you are too scared to pray for.

There are going to be days when you long for it so deeply you’ll do what the world tells you to in order to get it.

And I can’t tell you that it’s wrong. It actually, might be ‘good.’

But it won’t be best.

And you see – those two I told you about? They did what their culture told them was good in order to get what their heart longed for.

But it was not best.

And I’m going to tell you right now: good will seem okay. Good will seem … doable. But I think you’ll know, even if it’s deep down in your bones that it just ain’t best. Jesus, He gives us eyes to see it.

You’ll cling though – you are human and I am human and we like the things we see. I wish I could tell you it’s easy, to give up the good for the best. It’s not. It’s horribly painful.

But this is what I can promise you: you come out refined. You come out broken – but somehow, beautifully whole.

I don’t know all of God’s goodness, but I have tasted and seen and know that He is good. And sometimes God gives us a taste in the good to know what His best will be like – even far grander than we can imagine.

So cling to Him – wait for the best – and offer Him the good.

Like that man, in that Bible, you’ll come down from the offering and know that He is indeed, the God who provides.