I thought about how the event may have played out for the steer. He’s hanging out in the field, enjoying the sunshine and watching the cars drive by. Then suddenly, something new and unexpected drifts into his field. Intrigued, the steer walks over to the bright, shiny bag and picks it up in one quick motion before it can get away. He chews away on the alluring new find, completely unaware of the effects it will have on him later.
I’ve been that long horn steer. I’ll be going about minding my own business when suddenly something bright and shiny catches my attention. Knowing it’s not normally in my life, curiosity gets the best of me. Before it can get away, I jump at the chance to have it. Blissfully unaware of the effects it can have, I partake in my new distraction.
Years ago I had the opportunity to teach a 3 year olds’ class at my church with a dear friend. I was so excited about teaching with her that I didn’t consider if teaching small children was part of my giftedness. I didn’t take long to find out that it wasn’t what I should be doing, but I refused to give up. I spent so many months chewing that bag trying to make it work, I didn’t pay attention to the negative effects it was having on me. My friend interacted effortlessly with the kiddos; it was perfectly natural for her. I, on the other hand, was stressed out and felt cranky all the time because I had to try so hard.
Our plastic bags can be a lot of different things: opportunity; temptation; status; achievement; sin. Just because it blew into our yard, doesn’t mean it is good for us. Pride kept me distracted and frustrated even though it seemed like a good thing to do. Trust me, there are tons of good options out there. But God wants us to trust Him to provide the best option for us-and it won’t be a plastic bag!
“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” Ephesians 2:10