I Spy

Without the bells and whistles of today’s electronic devices, my children depended on interactive games to keep them occupied during a long car trip. One game they played was I Spy.

Whoever was the spy discreetly chose an obscure item in the car and pronounced, “I spy with my little eye something…” adding a hint, such as its beginning letter or color. A player never chose something obvious, like a steering wheel or mom’s red purse, but something discreet, like a crumpled candy wrapper that began with an M, or a book cover with a tiny bit of the named color. Whoever guessed correctly was the next spy.

Since this is my fourth Child’s Play post, you will not be surprised to find there’s a life illustration here. Today, we have convenient electronic devices that the former generation did without, but honesty compels us to admit they monopolize our attention. We miss many of the blessings God has generously scattered around us.

I want to live with an I-Spy mentality, keen to discover thelittle-noticed beauty in the small space I occupy. While life whizzes by and the world screams for attention, I want to notice the teeny mushroom in our front yard, count the juncos at our feeder, and pause to watch the neighbor child struggle to pedal her new bike. I want to step out at night to see the Beaver Moon, delight in the deer munching the apples we tossed, and make time to hear a friend’s voice rather than text her.

I want to share my observations and ask others if they’ve seen what I spied. I want to hear about the beauty they’ve spotted and share the joy of discovery.

And, I want to bless my Father’s heart by noticing His gifts and thanking Him for them. His creation is stunning, mysterious, awesome. Lord, open our eyes to spy the wonders you created.

You thrill me, Lord, with all you have done for me!
I sing for joy because of what you have done.
O Lord, what great works you do!” Psalm 92:4-5a

Generous Compassion

God’s compassion overwhelms me. His gentleness, kindness, and humility make me uncomfortable. He is too generous for my proud heart. As much as I treasure the following verses they are difficult to accept. Ponder with me the depth of God’s compassion.

The Lord longs to be gracious to you;
    therefore He will rise up to show you compassion.
Isaiah 30:18

God longs to be gracious to me! He is not the harsh judge I imagined in my childhood. He looks at me with compassion and longs—yearns, wants, desires—to show me grace. He rises up to bless me! He sees my need and stands from His throne to pour His grace into my life.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left,
your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying,
“This is the way; walk in it.”
Isaiah 30:21

The Lord is conscious of the direction I’m going and the confusion I feel. Rather than leaving me to figure things out, He comes beside me and whispers to my heart. when I veer to the right or the left my God speaks wisdom to me and corrects my course. “This is the way, Barbara. Walk in it.”

You give me your shield of victory,
and Your right hand sustains me;
    You stoop down to make me great.
Psalm 18:35

God’s shield and right hand protect and support me, which are awe-inspiring blessings. It would be enough for God to give me victory and nourish me, but He does more, and the next phrase is hard to receive. He stoops down to make me great!

Selah—pause and calmly think about these verses.

Oh, my Lord, You care so deeply for Your children! How woefully unaware we are of the intensity of Your compassion. How generous is Your grace, how humble Your heart! Our best praise is inadequate to express the depth of our gratitude.