Monday, November 12, 2007

The Big Picture

The other morning, I sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast. Suddenly the dog pops up and heads into the foyer. Assuming she'd seen something outside, I braced myself for the barking that was sure to follow. Instead, she paced around the piano. Uh, oh. There was something under there.

I set off upstairs to check on my sons' gerbils. Room number one. Gerbil still in its cage. Second room. "Storm?" I made the clicking sound I frequently make to lure them out. Nothing. "Storm?" That's when I noticed the lid had popped off the tubing. I had a gerbil loose in the house. And naturally, I was home alone. Lucky for the critter, and my son, I had come to think of these creatures as pets instead of rodents.

Back downstairs, Gracie (the dog) stood guard at the piano. I inched it away from the wall just enough to see my little friend scamper underneath again. Great. So how was I supposed to capture the thing all by my lonesome? Yet I had no other choice. If I didn't, one of the dogs would have themselves a tasty snack.

I got a little gerbil treat--something that looks like a red chocolate chip--and tried to lure him out. He'd peek his little head, then quickly scamper back into hiding. He thought he could do his own thing. That he was safe. I knew better.

I could see the big picture. If he stayed under the piano, he'd starve. If he came out, he'd be dog chow. After a small fit of frustration, I laid my head on the floor and repeatedly made that stupid clicking noise. Of course he didn't come out right away. I had to be patient and wait for him to come to me. Eventually, he did. I was able to grab the little rascal and return him to the safety of his cage.

How much is that like our Lord? He sees the big picture. He knows the dangers that lurk around us. Thankfully, He doesn't get frustrated. He gently calls us to Him. Waits for us to come into His loving, protective embrace. Has there been a time when God has called you yet you've resisted? If so, what coaxed you to Him?

P.S. I meant to tack this on before I flew out the door to the dentist this morning. Please lift up your prayers for Kristy Dykes. Though I've never met her in person, I've been profoundly touched by her strength and grace this past week as she's learned of her malignant brain tumor. This week, tomorrow I believe, she's facing surgery. To follow her journey, you can click on her link above. God is with you, Kristy. You are in the cloud.


  1. He's so cute!!! We have one that looks very much like him. Ours is a teddy bear hamster. Aren't they the sweetest things!

    I'm glad your doggie didn't get him. :)

    And yes, you're so right about God seeing the big (real) picture. Our take on how things are and are meant to be can be really skewed.


  2. He is a cute little critter. Hmm, I wouldn't have imagined his name being "Storm" but I'm sure it describes his personality to a T! If you ever name your Hero "Storm" in any of your upcoming manuscripts we can all say we know where your inspiration came from.

    Great post. Thank God someone - HE - is fully aware of the BIG PICTURE for each of us!

  3. Well, that's not an actual picture of our little guy. His name is Storm because he's gray, like gray clouds before it storms. We also have Midnight. Betcha can't guess what color she is? And yes, he and she are in separate cages.

  4. Mindy,
    Great post. And it's true. God does see the picture. Praise Him!!
    And I know how storm felt under the piano.
    Thank goodness God is patient.
    And patient.
    And patient.

    Thanks for posting the prayer for Kristy Dykes. I think we should all post a prayer Thursday morning as she goes through surgery.
    Just an idea.

  5. Such a beautiful analogy. I'm glad you were able to catch your furry friend.

    I pray Kristy and her husband feel the peace of God with them during this time.