So tonight while brushing my teeth I had a fun little spiritual moment. About 2 weeks ago, Ryan and I went to dinner at Sauce with a couple friends. The sandwich I ordered came on really hard bread that ended up cutting my mouth right under my tongue. I could tell all night that this bread was just tearing up my mouth, not to mention the really hard potato chips that came on the side. So over a few days this cut blistered up and has been painfully nagging me day and night. A couple days ago, I felt this blister become really rough and then it just disappeared and stopped hurting. Ahhh freedom! Mouth pain is just awful. Not only did it keep me from eating normally but it became so bad that my gums were hurting and it felt like my whole face was aching. (This post is not about my yucky mouth wound so if you’re still reading, bless you.) So, needless to say, it was a great day when the hurting stopped!
Anyways, I realized while brushing my teeth that I no longer needed to gently navigate around the bottom of my mouth. I let out a, “thank you God for healing my mouth”. Then, I almost immediately felt silly for thanking God for healing my mouth. God didn’t heal my trivial little cut. My body did was it was created to do…heal itself. Or did it? I suddenly found myself contemplating the spirituality of my Panini induced mouth blister (deep, I know). Seriously though, I think as Christians we tend to lean one way or the other. I wondered if I was over-spiritualizing God’s role in my day to day business. I don’t doubt that God works in the little things, but I was curious if God ever gets little thank you’s, like I sent out tonight, for something He didn’t do. I mean, I guess in a roundabout way, if God didn’t directly heal my cut he did create my body to heal itself so then He does deserve the glory for that. With that thought, I decided that if I’m going to err, I’d rather err on the side of “over-thanking” God for the little things. After all, “Every good and perfect gift is from above…” (James 1:17). My mouth going from throbbing to pain-free in the same day was a GOOD thing!
This line of thought then naturally led me to speculate on how much credit I give my Enemy. Again, I don’t doubt that Satan is real and is at work in this world but I also think sometimes we give him too much power. I know straight up that I don’t fully get the FREEDOM that I have in Christ and I haven’t fully tapped into the Spirit that is ALIVE in me (by the way, that’s the same Spirit that raised Jesus from the dead…yeah). If I did get that with all my being, then I’m pretty sure I’d live differently. It seems pretty clear that our Enemy has already lost yet we live defeated. Sure, he temporarily screws with things, sometimes in very scary ways but is he powerful because is he powerful or is he powerful because we don’t know the Spirit in us? Yes, our flesh is weak but our God is not. We give in, we fear what’s around the corner, and we settle for a second-rate life.
I want to live this out. I want God’s praises to always be on my lips. I want to face my Enemy already knowing that because Christ lives, I win. Much responsibility comes with trying to grasp this and join in on what Jesus has to offer. If I am ready to sing God’s praises I must be ready to do that from the mountain tops and through the valleys. I also can’t just ignore that there is evil, but I don’t want to assume the Devil is hiding behind every bush ready to get me. Lets be honest, we’re some messed up people and some days we make Satan’s job a little easier out of our own free will.
If you’ve made it this far in this post, you’re either Ryan or very very patient 🙂 Who knew brushing my teeth could spiral into some soul prodding blogging?! Obviously, these thoughts are not refined. I pretty much came straight downstairs and started typing but I think that’s the best way to get a glimpse into my brain!
I hope this week God finds you in your mundane routine and leaves you with not just fresh breath, but fresh faith 😉