If you’ve ever been around a baby for any length of time you know that they have the unique ability to spontaneously “combust” at anytime. “Any time, any place, and any end” is the mantra of all parents.
I remember one of the first times my daughter Aniston had an explosion.
She had just started eating solid foods and as parents you know this is the point when the baby bowel movements stop being cute and enter into “how could something that cute make something that vial?” It’s as if the human body says; “Oh, you want to start eating that? Ok, well here is your reward.”
Fortunately for me, my baptism into this new season of parenting happened at home. When the fecal-explosive detonated I quickly asked myself 2 questions:
- How many PSI did she build up in her colon to get that to travel that far?
- Of all clothes, why did I put a onesie on her today?
I assessed the task at hand with the care of a member of the bomb squad so as to not release anything else that may be pent up. It took a good scrubbing in the bathtub, a HAZMAT suit, and one of those red hazardous waste bags, but I completed the job and Aniston was back to playing like nothing happened.
To put it lightly, that wasn’t the most fun job I’ve ever done, but can I tell you what I didn’t do in the middle of this process?
I never once looked at my little girl covered in poop, helplessly looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes, and yell at her for the mess she made. I wouldn’t shake my finger at her and ask “why did you do this?” or tell her to “go clean yourself up before you come near me you disgusting little thing!”
Even typing that makes my skin crawl.
As her daddy I would never push my baby girl away when she needed me the most. She didn’t need me to lecture her about going to the bathroom, she needed me to clean her up.
Yet, this is exactly what so many of us do when we are apart from God. We look at the state of our lives and the mess we’ve created and think that God is yelling at us to “cleanup your own poop!” before we even think about coming near Him. We think that our disgusting ways are the reasons we should hide our faces in shame in the presence of a holy God.
That is a lie from the pit of hell, because Jesus says something totally different.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” – Matthew 11:28-30
As Matt Chandler says “God isn’t looking for a better version of you to come to Him”. God desperately wants us to realize that we are covered in our own mess; we can’t clean ourselves up, and to COME TO HIM so HE can make us clean. Our best attempts at cleaning ourselves up just leave us smearing things around and making it worse.
So whether you are not a Christian or you are Believer and have been on the wrong path for awhile, don’t try harder to look better before turning to God. Turn and sprint into His arms with all your garbage and let Him clean you up as only He can.
It’s what a good Daddy loves to do.