The Little Pill Box
11/11/2012 16:37
Today's offering is a little Devotional. I pray it blesses you.
The Little Pill Box
I was obeying doctor’s orders. Specialist doctor-orders at that. Two weeks of a medication – 25 mg a day. He was treating symptoms of extreme exhaustion coupled with dreadful body aches which plagued me from time to time. If life got extra busy, my body couldn’t cope. It fast disappeared into this shutdown mode. Not nice. Not nice at all. I found it hard to function then. Getting through my tasks became very difficult.
After six or seven years of struggling with it, I was willing to try anything. So here I was ready to have a go. The problem was that the pill bothered my tummy. So I decided to take a half tablet after breakfast and another half tablet after lunch. Would that help? Yes it did. It made a big difference. What a relief.
I needed a little container to keep my ½ tablet safe till I got to it at lunch time. I wondered if I would find something to put my ½ tablet into.
I opened my kitchen cupboard to have a look, and my eyes widened in surprise. Yes, I found it. Without even looking very hard. There it was. The perfect little pill box. A small round see-through box with a smiley face on the cover. I’d kept it in my cupboard for ages, just for this kind of situation. It had been so long since I had put it there that I had even forgotten about its existence.
I pounced on the little pill box. I cut my pill. Took one half. Put the other half carefully into it. As I put it away, I reflected to myself that God is like that little pill box. Only far far bigger and far far Greater! And of course very different in lots of ways!
He is God! He is always there. Waiting for the time I need Him. He guards what has been entrusted to His care. He keeps whatever needs to be kept safe for me – with a smile on His Beloved Face.
My little pill box? My God?
Sounds irreverent to compare the two doesn’t it? So I am not comparing. Not that my pill box is like God. No – how can it be? But God is among many other likenesses, a teeny weeny bit like that pill box.
Always waiting. Always willing to be there for me. Always is there for me. He hides what is needed inside of Him. He takes it over. He covers it with His Hand. He keeps what I entrust into His Hands until the time it is needed.
