When I see something that needs to done or fixed, my first inclination is to make a plan, figure it out and get it done.
God regularly stops me and tells me there is a better way. He challenges me to bring the issue that is bothering me to him and let him take care of it. He promises that the outcome will be better if I let him take control.
So I have to smile as I read Zechariah’s story in the book of Luke. Zechariah was a priest. He and his wife, Elizabeth, were old and childless when the angel of the LORD appeared to him. Yes, Gabriel showed up again.
Zechariah was “gripped with fear” when he saw Gabriel. Angels like Gabriel must be awesome creatures because the first thing they always say to us humans is, “Fear not”. Then Gabriel went on to tell Zechariah that he and Elizabeth were going to have a son who was going to do great things for God. They were to name this son John and he was going to prepare the way for the Messiah.
Immediately, Zechariah asked the angel, “How can I be sure of this?” He and his wife were obviously way too old to have a baby.
Gabriel looked at him (my paraphrase), rolled his eyes and, with a hint of frustration in his voice, said, “God, the all-powerful creator and sustainer of the universe, the Great I AM, the most Holy One, sent me to tell you this great news and you ask that silly question? You need to stop talking and just watch God make it all happen just as he has said.”
Zechariah could not speak again until the baby was born.
I have learned that sometimes I need to stop asking questions, trust God and watch him work things out for my good right in front of my eyes – through his power and on his own timeline. It can be very difficult for me to patiently wait for him to move but, when he does, it’s the right thing at the right time, every time. It’s truly amazing to watch as God opens doors, moves mountains and orchestrates blessings in my life.
This hasn’t been an easy lesson for me to learn. It takes a lot of trust to give problems, issues and situations to God and leave it all in his hands.
But – believe me – it’s worth it.
Thank you, Abba Father.