
Our son’s love affair with LEGO®
blocks started when he was four years old. We were on a cross-country road trip
when our friends’ daughter in Tucson ,
Arizona gave him a zip lock bag
with a dozen colorful plastic pieces. Those twelve pieces occupied his
attention all the way to California and back
to Florida . Our lives would never be the same.
Over the years his LEGO® collection has exploded from that dozen to several thousand pieces, carpeting his bedroom floor and spilling into common areas that we had to stop walking barefoot inside the house. His engineering and artistic skills continue to grow and flourish. He
became a subscriber to the LEGO® magazine where he first
learned about Power Functions. The possibilities
created in his mind over the battery operated motor and associated gizmos were
endless. He was willing to invest a
small fortune - $29.99 with free shipping and handling - of his own money to
purchase the set. We placed the on-line
order and then we waited. And waited. And waited some more. Daily trips to
the mail box. Several daily trips to
the mailbox.
Has it arrived yet?
Nope. Not yet.
The disappointing, empty feeling filled his heart as his little
hands remained empty for what seemed to him like forever. He continued building space ships, and cars, and
tow-trucks, pushing them around on imaginary Interstates, wondering if they would
ever be infused with power from within.
Will the day come when the plastic pieces would come alive, energized
from the inside out?
Waiting is difficult.
It positions us as powerless, dependent and not in control. I am yet to
meet a person who volunteers for any of these positions:
Powerless.
Dependent.
Not in control.
I am on the beggarly, receiving end of this equation and
honest-to-God, I don’t like it. I want
to be in control. I want to be strong
and independent. But the chisel of
waiting carves it out of me.
Right before Jesus left to go to the Father, He instructed
the disciples to wait for the special delivery of the ‘power function all-inclusive
set’ – the Holy Spirit. They remained in Jerusalem
not really knowing what exactly they were waiting for. They prayed. They stuck together. They aligned their lives to
the revealed Word of God.
But, when the day finally came, life as they knew ended and
the new era begun.
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