Isn’t it always funny how we think we know about something? Like we can think that we know what’s going on, but in the end we could end up knowing jack squat about it. I always thought that I could get away with saying that God’s got it under control. That he’s the one who’s going to take care of everything. Yes he does have it under control, but he’s not going to make out decisions for us. That’s what I love about it. He gives us a sense of freedom that only he can understand at this point.
That’s the thing I hate the most about life. Not understanding the perfect balance that is having God in control but also having Free Will. Free will is one of the most complicated things to understand. Webster defines free will as “voluntary choice or decision”, something that can happen totally as we would like it to. So how does this will and God’s control come into play? In Galatians 5:1 it says “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery”.
I think that God wanted us to have free will. I know that sounds redundant considering we have it, but I think it goes deeper than that. When I’m a father (in the far future), I will want to be able to trust my children. I want to be able to know that even though I’m the boss, that they can make their own decisions. This is where the “fatherly” love of God I think is most prominent, in our decision-making. He would love nothing more than to see us succeed by making the right choices, and a lot of the times we do. But it’s when we screw up that God’s love becomes most visible. Think about it, who would we be if the people that can surround us with love when mistakes happen didn’t exist? Where would we find the motivation to keep going. The motivation to continue on and to pick up the proverbial pieces and put them back together?
These people are a direct tool of God to make sure that our best interest is in mind. They help us when we need a swift kick in the pants to do what’s right. They help us realize that the whole world won’t fall apart if we just mess up. Messing up is a part of life. It’s a part of life that’s frankly inevitable, the part that I would love to be without. It makes making decisions near impossible at times. Knowing that there’s a chance it could all go down the toilet at any given moment makes life so unpredictable. Knowing that there’s a chance that it could blow up in our face and makes us feel like we’ve failed. Make us feel like there’s no hope for decisions ever again. Makes us go back and forth on every decision we make from that point on. Makes us so unsure of what the future holds that we become agoraphobic, with no hope for humanity whatsoever.
But that’s not God’s ultimate goal for this freedom (in my opinon). This freedom is given to us for God to reveal himself to us more and more as time goes on. It’s given to us so that we may be able to look at the future head on and say “bring it”. This way, we know that there’s certainty in uncertainty. Strange huh? I thought so too. Until I realized that in all reality there is no certainty, life can change in an instant. We can plan things ahead of time but who are we to say that’s the way it’s going to play out? For us to assume that is absurd. Remember what happens when we assume. It makes an “ASS out of U and ME”. And none of us really want to be Donkeys.
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