Made-to-Order God

The complexity of the moral dilemma accompanying made-to-order children only reflects the complexity of the easily overlooked and yet still very real and quite tangible moral dilemma of made-to-order, 'genetically engineered' spouse, or workplace, or church, or... made-to-order, 'genetically engineered'… God? 

A made-to-order, Pinterest-'perfect' life where I first get to determine what is favored and what is frowned upon, what is acceptable and what’s annoying and then proceed to sanitize out all the annoyances, eliminating everything offensive and everyone that doesn't fit inside my shriveled up worldview - keeping the insides of the bubble clean and smelling Glade fresh.

It’s the disease that in some measure plagues all of us on one level or another - parents and children, husbands and wives, employers and employees… But how do I bring these cookies down to the shelf where my 12 year old can reach them.

Well, it’s similar to the moral dilemma you would face if you could choose a made-to-order... sister. What would you do? What issues would you face? Would you chose all the characteristics that make your life easy, comfortable and annoyance-free…Or would you allow God to chose for you, trusting His wisdom and love to give you not necessarily what you want to keep you happy but what He knows you need to grow up and mature... Would you pick and choose, or wholeheartedly embrace this messy, mixed bag reality for what it is, for only then can you become a man of kindness and compassion as well as competence, a man whose heart grows along with his amazing mind and skill...

I detect little flickers of lights slowly coming on in those big brown eyes... where the rubber meets the road for him... and for me. 

What would you do? Would you want  to play God in your own life… or do you let Him be the God of all that He already is?