I am the type of person who looks for symbolism and signs in everything. A certain thing happens at a certain time, and -oh- it must be a sign. For instance, three times, "Mr. Brightside" by the Killers came on while I was passing church. Seemed like for awhile the only time I'd hear the song was when I was passing church. And every time I passed the church it would come on like clockwork. OMG a sign!! But what does a song about wanting someone who is with someone else have to do with church? I still haven't figured that one out yet. But it's a sign!! Of something.....
I read into things too much. The problem comes when I'm sure I've received a sign, and then it just turns out to be coincidence. "Butbutbut GOD! I was sure that when my favorite song came on while I was passing that guy's house, it meant he was the one for me. So WHY is he marrying someone else??"
Most of my signs involve a song coming on when I pass a certain place on a run or in the car, by the way.
I've done the bargaining with God too. "Well, God, if this cute guy shows up at church/Bible study/InterVarsity/class/whatever, that means he's THE ONE. It's a sign!" And Special Guy doesn't show up. "Best two out of three, God?"
Most of my signs also involve men, by the way.
I wish it was that simple, that God would just send me that sign. That he would somehow call down to me and tell me "Lois, check that out! That's my SIGN!" Kinda defeats the purpose of signs though, doesn't it? And I'm thinking maybe it also defeats the purpose of the "still small voice".
Sometimes I think the whole reason he doesn't do these things is because he wants us to listen to him. Listen for him. To make ourselves so acquainted with him that the small voice is the loudest one. The one we hear over everything. Like the piccolo in band.
I wish I wasn't so oblivious.
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