I’ve been thinking all week about the fact that my thoughts aren’t like God’s thoughts and His ways are not like mine. Let me explain. If I’m planning something–an event, happening, or just trying to get something accomplished–I want everything to go smoothly. I want it to go without any problems, glitches or snags–“neat and tidy” you might call it.
God doesn’t think like me. His perfect plan–God’s PERFECT Plan, the one He put into place before the beginning of the world–was for Jesus to be born of a virgin, that she take a long trip close to her due date, riding on a donkey, that there be no room for them at the only hotel in town, and that she have her baby, God’s Son, in a stable. That was His Perfect Plan. Nothing went wrong. It went just as He wanted it to.
All week long I’ve been thinking about how purposely “messy” it was. I’ve been thinking about how, on days when I think things are not going well, or when there’s a “mess” in my life, God might have been planning for things to go that way. (I’m not talking about when there’s obvious sin that’s causing the problem.) How do I respond when situations in my life don’t turn out “neat and tidy,” the way I think they should. My attitude is that “neat and tidy” is what God wants, and that I’m sinning somehow, or not as mature as I should be, or “not measuring up,” or something, if things aren’t going smoothly. I tend to analyze to see what I or someone else did wrong. I tend to try to figure out how I can avoid the glitches, snags, and PROBLEMS the next time. I tend to be upset with myself, or someone else, if I think they were “to blame.”
Maybe, though, the way God sees it, it was just perfect.
When Jesus was born, God’s plan was perfect. And yet. It was. Very. VERY… “messy.”