This past Saturday my husband, Justin, and I took our daughters to the splash pad for the first time. Scarlett, our one year old, wanted nothing to do with any of it. And it took Avy, our two year old, several minutes and much coaxing to get her to go anywhere near anything that even resembled a drop of water. Finally, though, she did.
She wanted me right beside her, so we held hands and walked tentatively through the splashing water. If you have never been to a splash pad, let me explain a little about how this works. There are basically man-made geysers that shoot straight up into the air at different intervals and then go semi-dormant, just barely bubbling a few inches above the ground before shooting back up at least ten feet in the air. Well, during one of the sweet little bubbling moments, Avy decided she wanted to touch the water. You can imagine where this story is going. She leaned her face directly over the water to get a better look just seconds before it went into full geyser mode.
I, being the dutiful mother that I am, sacrificed myself, my dry hair, my face full of makeup and my fully clothed body onto the shooting water just in the nick of time. Avy got a little water to the face, but was mostly unaffected. She didn’t even cry about the little splash she took.
So, yesterday out of the blue she started talking about the splash pad. I asked her, “Avy, did you have fun at the splash pad?” And she said, “Mommy splash Avy face with water.”
I was taken aback and not a little insulted that this was not only the only thing about the splash pad that she remembered, but also that she gave such a biased and incomplete description of what happened. Justin, of course, thought that was one of the funniest things he had ever heard.
Great story, right? I bet you’re wondering where I’m going with this. Here it is…
How many times in my life do I get splashed in the face by a drop of water only because God is laying across the geyser protecting me? And when that happens, how do I view the situation?
What we usually fail to realize is that God very rarely does things to us. He is not up there with his fly swatter, smacking us every time we get out of line. He is, in fact, protecting us in every possible way from the dangers and problems of life. However, we live in a fallen world. Sin is rampant, and the consequences of sin – both ours and other people’s – we have to live with.
Bad things are going to happen. But when we have Jesus as our Lord and Savior, we can be sure that they are not punishment, and that they could probably be so much worse without the protection of Jesus. We so often forget that no matter how bad something is, it could almost always be worse.
We cannot see God’s big picture. He is working in the lives of His children in millions of ways every second, using the good things, designed by Him, and the bad things, that are consequences of sin, for His purpose and His glory. You can be assured that no matter what has happened to you in the past, God did not do it to you. Actually, He was probably protecting you from an unspeakable tragedy that you will never even know He sacrificed Himself to protect you from.