Since I live in Texas and my daughter’s family lives in Virginia (for now!) she sends me many photos and videos of my two grandchildren. They’re adorable and I get to see how they’re growing and changing so fast. Recently Erin sent me a video of twenty-month-old Carson refusing to do the hokey pokey. His response each time she asks him if he wanted to do it is an emphatic, tantrum-quality “No!” Even though at one point, his little legs move and you know he really wants to do it. In another video, she asks him if he’s a baby, and he says, “ummm, no.” She asks him if he’s a big boy, and he says, “ummm, no.” In a third video, she asks him what he wants for breakfast and he says “cookie.” She says, “You want a cookie?” He says, “no.”
Spot a trend here? “No” is a favorite word for toddlers. It’s one of the first words they learn. In a world where someone else decides when and what they eat, when they sleep, what they wear, and where they go, small children seem to know and want to grab on to some tiny piece of autonomy. They want a say in their lives. Even when they’re two.
As parents we get frustrated with our children’s penchant for the word “no,” even as we pepper them with it every
day. As I often tell my daughter, children mimic their parents. What they hear, is what they say. However, most of the time parents tell children no because it’s not in their best interest to do or have whatever it is they want. At least I hope that’s the case. We’re only human so sometimes we say no because the request is inconvenient, we’re tired, or it’s not something we like to do. Children can’t understand that. They want what they want and they want it now.
God must see that in us a great deal. We pray to Him for all our hopes, desires, our wants and our needs. As we should. Scripture tells us to prayer continuously and to pray about everything. But sometimes we don’t get what we want. God says not now or simply no. Sometimes, he has another plan for us—one we don’t like. When that happens to me, I dig my heels in and say, no. Not only no, but an emphatic, tantrum-quality No!
God must feel as if he’s dealing with a two-year-old (only speaking for myself, of course). It is so hard to wait upon the Lord. To be still and know He is God. That He has plans to prosper and not harm us. So I’ve been revisiting poor Job. Everything that happened to him, and not once did he throw a fit, shake his fist at the sky, and bellow, no! How tempting it must have been. But he held steadfast in his belief that God was still there. Always there.
“The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;
May the n
ame of the Lord be praised.
In all of this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.”
(Job 1:21-22)
And then
“His wife said to him, ‘Are you still holding on to your integrity? Curse God and die!’”
He replied, ‘You are talking like a foolish woman. Shall we accept good from God, and not trouble?’
In all this, Job did not sin in what he said.”
(Job 2:9-10)
In all this, Job did not sin in what he said. He hung on through it all. That’s what we have to do. Pray and then let God have His way with us. Leave our childish ways behind. Take God’s hand and walk the road with the confidence that He knows when to say yes and when to say no.
“In his heart man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.”
Proverbs 16:9
As always I love to hear from my readers. Any particular challenges you’d like to share and pray about? Let me know!
Would love to see the video of little Carson refusing to do the hokey pokey, how sweet! My challenge is looking for a new church home, a place to fit in. So hard starting over. Ready for hubby to retire and move closer to family. Hope you have a blessed week!
Posted it on Facebook, Linda. I don’t know if you’re on Facebook, but I posted it on my personal page and my author page, if you are. I’ll pray that you find a church home. That would be so hard. I’ve been going to the same church for 25 years so I can’t imagine starting over!
Enjoyed your observations, Kelly. My mind-of-his-own year-old Cavapoo often reminds me how alike we are, he and I. Give him an inch, and he’ll have wandered into forbidden territory in the bat of an eyelash. He sometimes inches his nose to the edge of a boundary without going over, ready to spring forward the second I look away. Too much like me, I fear.
Kids are a lot like pets, LOL! Give them an inch and they’ll take forty miles!
Life is truly funny. I spend most of my days (lately) praying to the dear lord that I will walk again. Currently I am relying on a walker. So this is a segment of a typical physical therapy session: PT: Natalie I want you to point your toes and take a walk with your walker. Me: NO. PT: Natalie you want to walk right? Well you are going to have to stand up, good posture, point your toes and forget about the pain. Me: NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. PT: Now Natalie, you don’t want to use a walker forever do you? Me: no. PT: Well then, stand up, good posture, point your toes, take a deep breath and forget about the pain. Me: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. Look up, say a short prayer and stand up. Thanks Gd, I am walking again all because of my faith in YOU. My No’s stem from fear; a sense of losing control; a sense that I will fall and never get up again; a sense that someone will see me falter and laugh at me. Bottom line–I would love to do the hokey pokey and turn myself around, but I can’t now. First come the No’s and then come the Yeses. Have a blessed day, folks. Just say, Yes.
It’s so funny, it’s enough to make you cry sometimes. A lot of times. I too would love to do the hokey pokey. And walk normally again. For a long time I told God there was no way I was living my life stumbling around like this using a cane. But now it’s been almost two years since my back surgery. Nothing is the same, but there’s still joy. I think of what I used to say to the kids: You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit. I’m praying for your pain to disappear and for you to walk freely again, Natalie!