I heard the story of a cute poor boy that wandered into a candy shop. The owner felt compassion and asked the boy to reach into a jar and take out as much candy as he could. The boy just stood there, wearing his disarmingly charming face. The man repeated himself “Go on little boy, help yourself!” the boy budged not. The man started getting impatient, so he reached into the jar himself and pulled out as much candy as his hand could grab and said to the boy “Here, open up.”
The boy smiled widely stretching out both palms to receive the toffees. In his cute unbroken voice he explained “Your hand is bigger than mine.”
And that, my friend, is proof that little children aren’t so little after all. They aren’t little in their expectations or in their hope and optimism, that’s why childlike faith is so awesome. The other day Picasso was telling me “Ben, you see, every child is an artist o. The problem is how to remain an artist when you grow up.”
Me, I’ve come to realize that you cant send 1 yard to a seamstress and expect to get a 6-yard dress. If you push her to the wall and she must do ‘cut and paste’ from other pieces lying around her shop, you better hope she’s as creative and good as Joseph’s dad or Dolly Parton’s mum, else your coat of many colors will never survive the snickers and kokonsah stares of your area people.
I used to think it was safe to send 1 yard to God, so that he’d do his thang and turn it into a robe. Apparently the designer of the universe doesn’t work like that. The God of all things is limited, by our expectations. So he based Abraham’s blessings on how far he could see and healed more people by their faith than by his commands.
I was very disappointed to realize that, because well, if you can turn water to wine and multiply bread and fish, why cant you elevate my modest faith into something big? Small expectations were safer options because incase of disappointment, there was little to get over. But that’s where the mistake lies, because no one makes a Spanish omelet in a Barbie-sized frying pan.
It feels uncomfortable to dream big and ask massive things of life because you seem to be exposing yourself to equally great disappointments. No one likes feeling vulnerable; I hate it.
So foolishly, we expect our husbands and boyfriends to cheat on us. It’s ‘unrealistic’ to expect him to stay faithful for all time. Our wildest dreams are caged in an East Legon house, 2 cars and a job that pays 8K a month. No matter how close a friend is, we wont dare leave our lovers in their care. All we want is an MBA so we can rise up that one corporate ladder we’re at the bottom of now.
We’ve set our barriers of expectations so low that even a snake couldn’t slither underneath. Our faith is so low that ECG couldn’t turn it any ‘OFFer’. You know the saddest bit? We call it being REALISTIC. Realistic my foot! We’ve all become a bunch of sissies! Frankly it’ll have been okay to be that if we were a Godless bunch, but we aren’t. We have the breath of The Omnipotent in our lungs. Our economy is run from a place where streets are made of gold. The Guy who bankrolls us says he’s willing and able to do much more than we can ever ask or imagine. How cool is that!!!
We waste too much time and lose so much sleep wondering about ‘HOW’. But his ways are not our ways and us in our wisest state will be more foolish than He in his dumbest state. This is the one test you don’t need to sweat over the ‘hows’ of. Just believe and widen the width of your expectations. Moving forward, let God understand that the one or two plots you asked for earlier, he should make it a city. You aren’t making His job easy by asking little, you’re making it boring. You aren’t ‘seeing inside’ for him by not being demanding, you are ‘spoiling inside.’
The key is to ask according to his will and knowing how to ask. Those two are the only Terms & Conditions applied. Funny thing is, there’s no way you can master those two without developing a genuine close relationship with Him. To know how to ask and asking according to the will you are currently unsure of, you’ll have to become real buddies, and that’s the genius of God, because you mean more to him than the best case scenario of your wildest dream. Gbam!
For example, I’ve learned to never ask anything from selfish motives or a cheap desire to boast (Psalm 66). I’ve also learnt that putting HIS name and integrity on the line is more of a motivation for Him to move than whining and moaning and listing all the things we’ve done right in this life.
So I’ve blown the lid off my expectations in the kind of wife/marriage I’m getting, the quality of life I’m going to live and the kind of impact I’m going to make. I cringe even thinking of them. My old self would never have dared! But really, what’s the worst that could happen, I’ll end up in heaven?? Coolio!
Do same chale, worm your way into Him, big-up your asks and just you see if magic doesn’t happen. Either ways, one of us is trying this out so it’s just a matter of time before we see if it works or not abi? Just don’t find out if it works based on how another person’s life turns out. Let your life be the case study. Throw away that one yard, get a container!
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