I printed off worksheets yesterday, for fun, for the big girls. It was on coordinate pictures. They plot out the points listed, then draw a line connecting them. They repeat this process for each line until a picture appears. Day one went well, once they figured out what they were doing, and everyone enjoyed it.
Today, my Taderbug asked for another worksheet. WorksheetWorks.com is easy to print and go, so I printed her a “Be Mine” picture. A few minutes into working and she was in tears. She knew the picture was supposed to be a heart, because I accidentally gave it away in an earlier conversation. But here was this weird line, off to the side, and she just couldn’t see how it fit. She had reviewed the coordinates and thought her dots were right, but that line just looked out of place.
She didn’t know that there was more to the picture than just the heart. I wanted it to be a surprise, so I kept the answer key under my book. The directions don’t have you graph your lines in a logical order. Top of heart, side of heart, other side of heart, etc. They mix them up, part of the heart, then part of a word, then part of the arrow and back to a heart section. I hated to see her crying and I pulled out the answer key to show her that her line was, in fact, exactly where it was supposed to be.
She looked confused, and then a little upset. She said if I had told her that there was an arrow and words then she wouldn’t have been upset.
But that’s just it kiddo, you don’t always get to see the big picture first. We have to do our best, be wise, and be prayerful having faith that our little works (lines) will work together for a greater good (the big picture).
God rarely gives us the answer key (I don’t like saying never). We get pieces, often just the next step, and we have to go on faith that it is all working together for a bigger picture, His plan for us, for our good.
I’d be lying if I said I’ve never hid my face on the couch, like my daughter during her assignment today, crying and believing I was doing something crazy wrong even though I had prayed and felt I was “following directions”.
I can’t count how many times I’ve asked God, “Uhhhh, this thing you’re asking of me doesn’t exactly fit along with that other thing I thought you wanted me to do, in fact, it seems way off in left field…. are you sure this is what you wanted?”
I also can’t count how many times I have looked back over my life and wept at seeing the beautiful picture He had made with all those weird and out-in-left-field lines.
So I just keep praying, keep trying to make wise choices, and keep drawing lines where He tells me to draw them. Faithful that later on I’ll look back and see something wonderful.