Karen Tripp’s BLOG Speaker, Author, Counselor http://www.Godisbiggerthan.com/
You know sometimes bulldozers are pretty handy things to have around. If you’re plowing paths through thick forests or turning mountains of dirt into flatten vistas then a bulldozer is just what you need. However, if you have a delicate job that requires patience and careful consideration, a bulldozer is probably not what you need.
I have on occasion been called a bulldozer. This is hopefully not referring to my physique but rather my tendency to become intensely focused. You might even say I can become driven. Like a traditional bulldozer, this can be a good thing- as long as no innocent bystanders are in my way. Trees get mowed, mountains get flattened but if there is a need to change directions or remember to refuel, bulldozers like me have real problems slowing down.
Bulldozers make me think about the 10 lepers who Jesus met one day. (Luke 17) Jesus told them to go into to town and show themselves to the priest. Along the way they were healed. Imagine years of isolation from everyone and everything you love because of a disease you contracted through no fault of your own. Finally, after years of praying or wishing or hoping that some one, somewhere would take away this terrible disease, you’re HEALED! These 10 guys must have completely freaked out! Healed, finally healed! But do you know what? Only one turned back on the road and went back to thank Jesus for healing him. Only one.
I would love to tell you that I would be the one that turned back to thank Jesus and I’d want to be the one that turned back but being a bulldozer, I’m not so sure. If I had suffered from leprosy for years I would have dreamed a thousand times what I would do if I was ever healed. First I’d run to the priest and get him to certified that I’m not a leper so no one would freak out and stone me or something. Then I would head home. I would not pass go I would not collect 200 dollars. I would just get home to my love ones the fastest way I knew how. I’d sob hysterically all over my husband, smother my kids with hugs and then I’d probably start to cook everyone something. You see I would be so focused on making the most of the blessing that I would forget about where the blessing came from. My bulldozer would be in overdrive!
Neglecting the source of your blessing by focusing on making the most of it is easier to do than you think. The new house that you’ve always wanted turns into an unending list of remodeling projects. The child you’ve prayed for inspires mounting concerns for appropriate nutrition, healthcare, academics, social interactions and outside activities. The promotion you’ve worked so hard to attain comes only to push you to keep it. Blessings. Every pore in our body wants to charge into the long awaited blessing, drinking its fill. But the weird thing is that the blessing won’t quench your thirst. Only Jesus can. The more we turn toward Jesus, shouting praises and bowing down in thanks, the less we need blessings and the less we look for blessings. But here’s the really cool thing: the more we turn towards Jesus, the more blessings we see. It’s true! Invisible blessings will start to become visible. When that happens, thankfulness becomes more than a response to blessings. It becomes a condition of your heart.
The trick is turning around instead of charging. Of course you know how hard it is for bulldozers to turn around. But it’s not impossible. Thank God it’s not impossible!