Her name is Lynnix and she is fearless. She loves art. She is independent. Her motor skills are off the charts. She is always up for an adventure. Tenacious. Eyes full of life. Ringlets of curls covering her head like a halo. Beautiful.
That being said she is a real person with struggles: sleeping (her body didn’t think it needs much of it), boundaries (she doesn’t respect them) and with… drinking.
Do you know her? Probably not. Truth is she’s just 2 years old.
Her artwork was orange marker on the kitchen counters with glitter thrown in to add ambiance and bring the bling factor. Sadly early countertop art is not selling well these days so this ‘Monet’ is staying in her parents private collection.
Her mad motor skills make her capable of opening child proof locks and bottles. Locks that lead you outside in the middle of the night after opening a bottle of liquid tylenol… and she was thirsty (don’t worry, she’s okay. But I think it would have been WAY better if she’d have broke into the fridge like most adults.)
Lynnix has already decided to make hers, as well as, everyone else in her circle… lives an adventure. It’s going to be as beautiful as she is… when she learns to embrace some boundaries and a smidgen of fear.
Now I know we don’t often think of fear being something you would need for adventures. Neither do boundaries come to the front of your mind when you think about setting out on an incredible journey but alas if one would enjoy a long and priceless life both of the above will work to your good.
Fear doesn’t have to lock one up. It’s not all bad. In fact when yielded wisely it bears the fruit of wisdom. The Bible says, “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge…” This kind of fear is held in awe, not caged but wise in terms of perspective. It is healthy.
The same is true of boundaries whether they be physical, emotional, mental financial etc., Our journey won’t last long if we don’t walk into it understanding the need, our individual limitations, the possible complications all while taking into account the desired end. We must consider and examine ourselves in light of what lies ahead.
Jesus did as He kneeled in the garden. He was preparing to embrace His journey and understanding the situation and limitations He was preparing Himself for what would be required to complete the task at hand. He was considering all the aforementioned, intent upon what lay ahead. Preparing Himself to go all the way to the top of calvary and to the depths of hell. Unwilling to fail. Uncompromising, He would desired nothing short of complete victory.
The scripture says that we are to “consider ourselves…” a workman (journeyman) that won’t end up with the adventure of a lifetime half- done. That we would “rightly divide” truth. That we would finish this life strong and prove out God’s wisdom in entrusting this journey to us AND in equipping us with the gifts, talents, heart and zeal to live it out.
I think that’s what all of us want… the fullness that is life in Christ that can only be found reaching out for all God has for us individually and corporately. Yet without a healthy dose of fear and an understanding of boundaries we draw with orange markers outside the lines. We drink not of the Living Water but from bottles that can lead to death. We step outside of doors meant to guard us and find ourselves alone, afraid and unable to open the same door to return back to safety.
My hope for each of us, my prayer is that in that situation we, like Lynnix, would come with the tears of our consequences and draw as close to the Lord as we can. That we would approach Him in our brokenness and needy-ness and lament with wails of repentance. That we who would run the race of a lifetime would call out in our desperation for Him… like this toddler did that night when her adventure went south.
For just as her parents heard and recognized her cry… so does the Father hear us.
For just as they took action to secure and save their child… so our All Powerful Father does us.
The fear is one of awe, granting us wisdom and perspective. The boundaries increase understanding so that we might not just start well but finish well.
Lynnix didn’t grasp the value of these truths, but then she was only two.
How old did you say you were?
Father, make us faithful stewards of our days and this incredible journey. Amen