So another day…..another post. It’s funny, because when I start these writing binges, I typically have a day or two of posts in my mind. Day 3 though is always where there is surprise. I typically have no idea where I am going, and it makes me nervous. What is going to happen? Will I be able to write anything? The funny thing is, something typically catches my attention.
So I have been reading through the Bible this year. I’m not following a reading plan or anything, just reading along until I’m too tired, or I find something that I want to ponder for a while. Just going at my own pace. Well as I started to read today, I wondered if I should go to the Nativity story since it’s that time of year? That would make sense….right?
But…..I really wanted to keep reading where I was. So back to the beginning of the gospel of John and what he wrote about John the Baptist. Ah…another outsider. I’m intrigued by the path of the cousin of Jesus. His mom getting pregnant way past her prime, his father doubting and struck speechless, the Angel and the news that this young man would be the forerunner. The one who would come before the Messiah. Pretty cool…. You’d think he would be an important part of the temple and everything that surrounded it, but he wasn’t. I’ve always wondered about that. Why not? It is part of his family heritage, it would make sense….right? The ultimate insider!
I ‘ve tried to get on the inside, but it’s never really worked. Isn’t the church where you use the gifts you have? I’ve taught Sunday School and was pretty good at storytelling, but any role outside of that has never happened. There have been times over the years where I’ve thought, I could be used for that! Or I’ve being willing to say, use me! For some reason though, I was never picked. Or there wasn’t a place for me to use my gifts. It used to bug me, and I wondered what’s wrong with them?
It was hard at times, but trust is a great thing. And I had to work at trusting God. I had to realize that it was not them, but really me. If God didn’t open that door, there was a reason. God used those times to help build trust in Him. Not people, not pastors and not in church, but Him only.
I wonder if it was like that for John? He knew that God was going to use him and even what his role was. The real question was how was that going to look? I can’t imagine his parents thinking it would be the way it played out. Your son, the one who is supposed to come before the Messiah, out in the wilderness, eating bugs and telling people to repent. Where is his place in the temple? Wouldn’t’ that be where the forerunner spoke from?
John though was an outsider, and I like him because of it. Maybe because he was an outsider, he was able to be who God really needed him to be? I like to think so. It helps me to think that any time we may spend on the outside is just a proving ground. A place where God can weed, water and grow us to who He really wants us to be.