Something We Know Nothing Of

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Something We Know Nothing Of

Theology in the Trenches

By Kathleen Kjolhaug

 

“I’ll take one dozen please” has been the order given a time or two throughout each of our lives. Perhaps the common ground found has come in the form of a box of donuts, a carton of eggs, a tin of muffins, a bag of sweetcorn, or a dozen roses neatly wrapped. We know these well. They are familiar.

 The containers containing such items do just that—they contain that which is within. The box, the carton, the tin, the bag, the wrapping. It does the job. A house contains a family, a city a pile of people, an airport contains not only passengers passing through but planes which carry them to and from destinations. Containers, whether they be shipping containers, receiving containers, or holding containers, they contain stuff. In other words, containers set boundaries for things contained within.

Books are containers for thoughts and words, drinking fountains for those thirsting, and many a basket can hold things within. You get the idea. Containers box. Which leads to a question. What happens when eggs come with no container, cookies have nowhere to call home, and the roses purchased have no wrapping of protection round them till they arrive at their destination?

Perhaps the eggs would break, the cookies would crumble, and the stems on each rose would be broken as the crumbs from the cookies lay sprinkled upon the petals. When that which protects is taken away, things can get a bit messy.

Today, one of our youngest grands came to visit. As he spotted a deer through the window, he wanted out. As that which was containing him was opened—namely the sliding glass door—out onto the porch he spilled. A closer look did not satisfy as he quickly made his way towards the steps which led into the wild. He wanted to go to a place of which he knew nothing of.

As it was not a place of safety, he was just as quickly directed back into the house. Back within the walls of safety where he would be protected, he went. Oh, there will be a time when he will be able to go a wandering—but not yet.

It’s in this season of “not yet” that we often have difficulty. It may come in the form of frustration, impatience, or even go so far as demanding something we want. Why wait? Delayed gratification isn’t exactly part of our vocabulary these days—or so it seems.

His Word reveals much of why we must wait in the “not yet” and it reveals much of that which we may know nothing of. It speaks of a dozen tribes of Israel, a dozen wells of water at Elim, a dozen apostles, a dozen loaves of bread blessed and broken and on it goes. His Word acts as a container which not only protects, but guides as we are not yet on the other side of the veil.

So, what can we do in the “not yet” and in the areas we may know nothing of? Matthew 7:7 has a good suggestion. “Seek and you will find. Knock and the door will be opened unto you.” Soon, your heart will contain His heart as His heart already contains yours.  Amen.