model magic

(a photo of my sweet boy, Isaac – just because he’s so cute!)

I bought model magic for the kids today. We spent the morning out doors in the scorching heat and needed an indoor afternoon activity. It seemed like a reasonable purchase at the time. We got a small package with just six colors.

My son was beside himself he was so excited to play with it; he opened it as soon as we got home. Shortly thereafter I received a call and stepped into the next room for a moment. When I came back, my son had already taken a big chunk of his three colors and rolled them into a large wad.

If you’ve ever used model magic you know that there is nothing to be done once its combined like that. He begged, he pleaded, for me to make a beach ball like what was on the back of the package, but it was too late. There was no alternate plan that would allow me to make the wildly sought beach ball for him. Later we were able to form his big ball into a microphone and sing into it. We formed it into several things we could really play with and have fun.

Over the course of the afternoon I’ve given it a lot of consideration. My life is just like this model magic. So many times, in my hurry, I’ve taken the clay of my life and molded it into sheer craziness. Then in the tragedy that I’ve made with my own hands, I rush to the Heavenly Father and beg him to fix it. How often I expect him to repair my mistakes. This realization caused me to spend time reviewing my own history and praying about it all…

After my time with Him dfI realized, the mishaps that I create are not beyond his ability for revitalization. In fact, He assured me that He already knew – every time I’ve made a mess- it was no surprise to Him. His plan for me acknowledges and enfolds every part of my history and future.

from Isaiah:

This is what the LORD says— your Redeemer, who formed you in the womb: I am the LORD, who has made all things, who alone stretched out the heavens, who spread out the earth by myself,

from jeremiah:

Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart;

My life is not an unusable blob of mashed colors. No – he has promised to mold me and form me into exactly the creature that He has planned. Thank you Heavenly Father for knowing me, creating me and loving me in spite of my messes. and for redeeming my life into something you choose to use. I’m amazed.

If you’ll excuse me now, its my turn to sing into the microphone…