Legos and the Lord

Every parent knows the feeling of stepping on that stray Lego that either our kids or the vacuum missed. For me, it normally occurs around three in the morning when I’m rushing to take care of an upset kiddo from either sickness which makes me move even faster so I don’t have to clean it off the floor or a nightmare where I take it a little slower to see if they will calm down on their own.

Notoriously, I’ll step on a Lego just as I’m reaching one of my kiddos in the dark. So, instead of focusing on their needs, I’m hopping around on one foot nursing my Lego injury. Here’s my secret weapon though, if I step on stuff, if it’s absolutely necessary, I try to do it with my right foot.

See after multiple spine surgeries, my right foot is numb. I can step on things or stub my toe and not even feel it. So those Legos at 3 am aren’t as painful because I’m immune to them on my right side. This made me wonder, have I become immune to the poking of God?

Like the Israelite’s of the Old Testament, am I guilty of forgetting all that God has delivered me from? Am I numb to the impact God has had on my life? The short answer is yes. There are days when I think, “I got this, no need to involve God, here. He’s busy with more important things, right?” And this is normally where everything hits the proverbial fan so to speak.

According to Deuteronomy 4:9, “Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.” (NIV)

To remind myself of God’s work in my life, I look back on my prayer journal. I also recently started to keep an answered prayer journal to remind myself God answers my littlest and biggest prayers. While, I might not want to make my answered prayer journal known to my children and their children, like the Bible verse says, it does remind me that God is there and I need to remind myself as well as my children He will answer our prayers, but not always in the way we want Him to. Actually, in my case it’s been rarely in the way I want Him to. He does, however, want to be part of every detail in my life.

I need to listen for His still, small voice that whispers to me in the quiet after I’ve gotten the kids back to bed and the adrenaline is still wearing off, so I don’t become numb to Him. Are there areas in your life where you’ve become numb to God? Join me in turning them back over to God and surrendering them at His feet.