“I spy with my little eye, something beginning with…blue.”
“That’s not how you play the game, it has to begin with a letter,” I replied. Amused and confused.
“I spy with my little eye, something beginning with blue!” She stated in a matter of fact tone. Unamused and not so confused.
An amusing interaction with a child on the tube (for some strange reason, I seem to be the perfect
victim target for children when it comes to playing never ending games). Sometimes I feel as though Harry Potter’s invisibility cloak would come in pretty useful.
There’s something amazing about children. They have the knack for taking popular games and reinventing the rules to ensure that they will win at all costs. Just when you think that you’ve found a way to win, they ‘remember’ to tell you a rule that leads to their victory.
But anyway, back to everyone’s favourite childhood game. I Spy. No matter how many times that the child changes the rules, as long as you remain vigilant and constantly survey your surroundings for clues, you always have a shot at winning. As long as you look for signs…
I’m not sure if it’s just me but I feel like I’m always looking for signs. Or confirmations or something in between to help me make decisions. It’s like I’m playing a massive game of I Spy and God has shown me His promises, which deep down I know to be true, but I continue to look around and search for clues and signs and confirmations to see whether or not they will be fulfilled.
The crazy thing is, is that sometimes you could be given all of the clues and all of the signs but still miss out on what it was that God wanted you to experience because you were so focused on looking for signs and clues.
“Jews demand signs and Greeks look for wisdom, but we preach Christ crucified: a stumbling block to Jews and foolishness to Gentiles, but to those whom God has called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God.”
(1 Corinthians 1:22-24)
It’s so easy to question how people who walked the earth with Christ failed to notice or accept that they were in the presence of the Messiah. But truth be told, I would probably be like the Jews and Greeks who Paul mentioned. I would be looking for signs despite hearing of the miracles and trying to find a logical explanation to make sense of it all. Maybe the blind were only visually impaired. Maybe the ‘dead’ were only in a coma. Maybe more people had bread and fish than they chose to admit and they passed their food around as well. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. To a believer, these thoughts are foolishness, but I see how easy it is for the knowledge of Christ to be a stumbling block.
Christ, like many of His promises, is contrary to what we see. In the midst of depression, grief and all sorts of trouble, to trust and believe that God will and can bring you through is probably the most difficult thing to do. At times it is like wishful thinking. Prophesies and promises to a mind at peace are like sweet melodies, but to a mind in a storm, it is like a song played in the minor keys.
In the game of I Spy, if you ever want to win, you need to keep searching and looking and questioning. The same goes for faith. You need to keep searching for God’s truth, looking in your life for moments where His promises have already been revealed and questioning anything that goes contrary to what you believe.
“I spy with my little eye, something beginning with blue!”
Swallowing my pride I sighed and answered “the chair.” Even though I knew that it was the wrong answer, in this game that she had invented, it was the winning answer. Sometimes it’s not about your own ‘wisdom,’ it’s just about learning and following the rules of the game.
“For the foolishness of God is wiser than human wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than human strength.”
(1 Corinthians 1:25)