“My ‘Controlling’ Partner”
I used to run my own life. It was great fun to run it. It was so much fun that I tried to run other people’s lives as well. Yes, it was great fun!
At least, it was fun until I ran my life into the ground. And, of course, no one ever messes up their own lives without also messing up the lives of others. When there is damage, there is always collateral damage.
Finally, when there wasn’t much left of me, I turned to God. At first, I offered God a 49% share in my life. I figured this was quite generous. The operation was bankrupt admittedly, but . . .
However, God drove a hard bargain. Apparently, God wanted to be the controlling partner. After a bit more despair, I decided to offer God 51%. I had done such a lousy job of managing the chaos of me! What did I have to lose?
To my great shock, God rejected this offer as well.
And so, the negotiations continued. I kept offering more, and it was never enough. When I got to 80%, I saw the handwriting on the wall. It was only too clear: He wanted me to turn the whole enterprise of me over to Him, lock, stock, and Daryl. He would run the business day to day. I would be His employee.
To the surprise of no one, I balked. No, that’s not true. I didn’t balk. I kicked and screamed and banged my head against the floor like the four-year-old that I was.
Meanwhile, the offer was still open. By the time I decided to sign the contract, there was hardly enough of me left to hold the pen. But hold it I did, and I scribbled my signature. A feeling of resignation that was almost a feeling of relief swept over me. Almost relief. Not quite.
And then, before the ink had even dried, my new Controlling Partner spoke words that I did not want to hear. “Every day, you will need to sign this contract again. Sometimes, you will need to sign it several times during the day.”
There are days when I sign the document—sometimes grudgingly, sometimes eagerly. When I sign the document with my obedience and trust, I have a good day. When I throw in love as well, I have a really good day.
And when I don’t sign the document? You don’t want to know!
By the way, I think the same offer is open to you as well, dear reader. My Controlling Partner has very deep pockets, and an even deeper and very kind heart.
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