10.23.2003

Opportunities That Are Ours

One of the situations that we face in our life is the missed opportunities and chances to fulfill the destiny that it uniquely ours.

There are times that we are presented with a place of opportunity where the potential and resources converge and something great can happen. Maybe not great in that we get noticed or receive recognition for something. Nor that it is earth shattering, but great in that we find fulfillment and discover, for a moment (or longer), what we were born to do or be. This is, I believe, what gives us the greatest sense of satisfaction we can attain.

What can happen, however, is that we use the resources and opportunity for ourselves instead of the fulfillment of the destiny. The consequence is that we settle for the status quo (or less). I have discovered that the result is complaint. A whining that nothing ever goes right, our situation would have been different only if… and all manner of excuses for not fulfilling our potential.

In these moments I find myself blaming God, or whomever I find convenient at the moment to “blame shift”. “The woman you gave me made me eat.” “It was the serpent.” One of the oldest defense mechanisms in the human experience - blame.

The truth is that when we are stingy and selfish there are consequences. I believe that God has created the universe with certain principles built in, as well as His interaction with us. He, as the perfect parent, cannot let us get away with this self-centered behavior. He is stingy toward us. Not in a mean, vindictive way, but mercifully. The same way that I, as a parent, cannot let the selfishness of one of my children be rewarded.

The beautiful truth is that God is calling us back to the original task, continually and lovingly. He wants us to experience our destiny. He wants us to shape the future with Him. He delights to be surprised be us and our creativity.

To be made in God’s image – to be creative, imaginative, and live with a sense of wonder – is an amazing gift. Live it well. While there is breath in you it’s never too late.

WH

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