The Ball

After reading my friend Carrie's blog I couldn't help but take the story of her son to a new level. They were at Wal-Mart with Jack (there 14.5 month old son) and were going to buy him a ball, a very prized possession for little Jack. Jack set his eyes on a set of balls and was excited about them, but Carrie & Chad would soon walk past those balls to find better ones. To quote Carrie..."Jack actually saw the balls before we did and started shouting "BA BA BA!!!" He was so excited. Imagine his heartbreak when we left the first batch of bouncy orbs to search for the really big ones."

Jack had seen what he wanted, but had no idea that there could be more beyond that array of balls. The word heartbreak makes me think about the sadness that occurred and how in that instant Jack thought that his parents were no longer giving him that ball that he so badly desired.

I find us to be much like Jack. We come across something that we desire and we become so enthusiastic about it. I as a single female can most relate this to the dating world. We come to a place where we meet someone, might even start dating them and we think that he or she is the best person for us. We can't see beyond that and when it's taken away from us we throw a fit. I find this to be true with job hunting as well. We find a job we think would be absolutely perfect for us and when it doesn't work out we begin to throw our little fits. When really just a few aisles away, God has in store for us the perfect situation just as he had destined it to be.

What would have happened had Jack been old enough to be able to choose his own ball? He may have chosen the little bitty ball that momentarily brought him happiness, but then later he may have discovered the perfect ball. However, he was so enthralled by the little ball that he never even saw the big ball. He may have already spent all his money on this little ball only to find out something better was somewhere else. Perhaps it's great that Jack's parents were able to take him to the better balls just like our Father is able to guide us to the right place.

Perhaps I should allow God to take me to the next aisle. I can't help but think about the sermon from this weekend...I need to truly pray that I am living in God's will. I need to allow God to guide me to the next aisle and stop focusing on what I could have had. I am too busy throwing a fit that I don't see that God has so much better for me.