My friend, Jamie named his baby, Max.
I know a really good story about a 'Max.'
This Max doesn't let time, or difficulties or regrets hamper him in any way.
He doesn't spend any time wondering why, or how, or what if.
Max just goes for it.
I want to be like Max.
Time:
'and he sailed off through night and day
and in and out of weeks and almost over a year'
'Y'hey sh'mey rabbah m'varach l'alam u'l'almey almahyah.'
May His great Name be blessed forever and to all eternity,
through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year...,
Time is ....wow, I can't finish that statement! I don't really know what Time is.
But I know this; it's something God created and He has complete control of time and He has a limitless supply of time.
Max can spend one evening in his room and travel through a day and a night and almost a year. I just want to use whatever time I have to bless His Name. And I think I can do that best by utterly trusting Him to all eternity through night and day and in and out of weeks, 'Beyond all the blessings and songs, praises and consolations that are uttered in the world.'
Difficulties:
'And when he came to the place where the wild things are they roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth
and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws
till Max said "BE STILL!"and tamed them with the magic trick'
Throughout the world which He has created according to His will.
When Max encounters the wild things, he doesn't bemoan their presence or try to reason why they are about...he looks them square in the face and accepts them and tames them!
When wild things come I want to stare into their eyes know that God is in control and trust Him.
Regrets:
'And Max the king of all wild things was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.
Then all around from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat so he gave up being king of where the wild things are.'
'May He establish His kingship, give blossom to His redemption and hasten His Messiah. '
Sometimes, like Max, I end up in a place full of my own wild things.
I need to give up my rule, I don't want to be (and really can't be) king. I need Him to be king. Him, who? Him who loves me 'best of all'. I want His Messiah to establish His Kingship and blossom with His redemption in my life and heart.
I want to let the unsurrendered 'wild thing', "know it's been a part of me for the time being, and part of God's plan for now, but it's not really needed any longer, it's done, and it can go about it's business elsewhere, thank you very much."
Yup, and my supper is still hot.
Blue is the Kaddesh..
Lilac is 'Where the Wild Things Are,' by Maurice Sendek
Friday, December 26, 2008
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