Friday, November 30, 2018

Am I in Control or is I AM?


Control equals power! Or as the word is defined, “to have power over.” It must be human nature to want to control things, people, or outcomes, because so many of us work countless hours to do just that.

I’ve tried to control everything from what people think of me to the weather (yes, the weather). And I do not have the power to control either of those things or anything in between. When it all boils down I only have control over my thoughts, attitudes, beliefs, and behaviors. And at times even my behavior has been out of control!

Have you ever been responsible for a toddler? It’s the best way to demonstrate our lack of control or our powerlessness. You can put clothes on a toddler, but you cannot control whether or not they keep them on. You can prepare food for a toddler, but you cannot control whether or not they eat it. You can tell a toddler to “come here,” but my, oh my, you surely cannot make them come.


False control is really what we are all dealing with…like me thinking I could actually control the weather. Maybe I didn’t really think I could control it, but I surely have tried to ‘will it’ to be sunny on the weekends!

The holidays seem to bring about an even greater desire to control people and events. We spend time, energy, and money selecting the perfect gift for each of our loved ones, only to be disappointed when their reaction in opening the gift wasn’t as BIG as we hoped it would be. Or maybe that amazing new dessert or appetizer you found on Pintrest, that you worked hours to recreate, didn’t get the accolades or praise you had anticipated.

I was reading a passage in the book of Exodus this morning. You may be familiar with the story of the burning bush in chapter 3. Moses was going about his daily routine, tending to the flock of his father-in-law; when suddenly an angel of the LORD appeared to him in a blazing fire from the middle of a bush. Moses noticed that this bush was on fire, but it was not being consumed, so he moved a little closer.

Suddenly, Moses’s life was interrupted. He found himself going in a different direction than he had planned. You see, Moses (a Hebrew) was adopted by Pharaoh’s daughter, raised as royalty, killed an Egyptian, was pursued by Pharaoh (who wanted to kill him), ran away to Midian, got married and became a shepherd. (See Exodus 2 for the full story).

Back to chapter 3…from the burning bush, God tells Moses, “the cry of my people has reached me…now go, I am sending you to Pharaoh. You must lead my people (Israel) out of Egypt.” Wait! What! (Can’t you just hear Moses saying that?)

Moses protested, “Who am I to appear before Pharaoh?” Did you forget that he wants to kill me? “Who am I to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt?” I’m a misfit, LORD, neither Hebrew nor Egyptian?


God says, “I’ll be with you.” Moses still unsure, protest again, “If I go to the people of Israel and tell them, ‘The God of your ancestors has sent me to you,’ they will ask me, ‘What is his name?’ Then what should I tell them?” God replied to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM. Say this to the people of Israel: I AM has sent me to you.”

Moses had no control over the people of Israel or how they would react to him. Moses had no control over Pharaoh’s decision to let God’s people go. Moses had no real control from the beginning of his life…his parents gave him up for adoption, although they did it to save him. Moses had no control over who raised him, although he grew up quite wealthy. And yet, both of these events shaped who he was and trained him for what was to come. Moses had no control over when, where or how God called him to this mission, and yet he did have control over his decision to follow or not.

Like Moses, there is truly very little that I have control over. Will my job continue until I’m ready to retire? Will the meringue turn out right for my banana pudding this time? Will my husband like the gift I painstakingly picked out for his Christmas present? Will my daughters like all of the items in their stockings? Will the ladies class enjoy the lesson I’ve prepared? Will the traffic be horrible when we head to Nashville tomorrow afternoon?

The answer to that last question is almost a guaranteed ‘yes,’ but how I react to it is the real question. How I react to all of those situations is the real question. In Celebrate Recovery terms, I think it’s time to revisit Principle 1, “Realize I am not God; I admit that I am powerless to control my tendency to do the wrong thing and that my life is unmanageable.” “Happy are those who know that they are spiritually poor.” – Matthew 5:3a

What are you still trying to control? Where do we start in our quest to stop trying to control everything? Maybe start by making a list of all the people, events, or outcomes you are trying to control. Putting things in writing is a great way to bring to light what you already know, but have not yet been willing to accept.

I often have to remind myself that like Moses, I am not in control, but the great I AM is, and He is so very much better at it than I am.

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