Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Identity Check - Martin Wiles

Series: The Truth about Trials

Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. James 1:2 NLT

Meme had to have ice. Little did she know what else she’d get.

Taking a rambunctious five-year-old anywhere is risky, but taking one to a hospital waiting room where they have nothing to do is dangerous. My brother had been in a serious vehicle accident the week before, and Mom wanted to go for a visit.

Prior to supper, our grandson did well. The IPad worked with the hospital’s Wi-Fi allowing him to play games. After supper, the IPad malfunctioned, and he had nothing to do but run around. Which he did. Around and around the lone table in the center of the waiting room. Until he tripped over his feet and flew headfirst … or rather nose-first … into another piece of furniture.

Knowing his tendency to overreact, I didn’t worry so much when he screamed. Meme went to the rescue and saw blood. I went to the bathroom for paper towels. The bleeding was minor and stopped within minutes. When a little swelling appeared, Meme thought we needed ice.

My wife went to a nearby nurses’ desk for ice. They gave it, but also wanted to know what happened. Within minutes, a nurse approached us in the waiting room, wanting to know what happened and to see if our grandson was okay. Then, she reported the accident to her nurse supervisor, who also came and checked. She was accompanied by a hospital policeman who wrote up a report. A hospital security person, who took a picture of the “accident” scene, followed them.

Although we appreciated their concern, we thought the reaction a little extreme for a minor bump. I had no problem finding humor in the situation.

This trial was minor when compared to many I’ve faced—many of which I have struggled to find joy in—but it still did what trials do: confirmed identity (Romans 8:29). When we explained what had happened to the nurse and policeman, they had no problem believing our story or that our grandson was five years old. He did what most five-year-old boys do: run, play, and roughhouse.

Jesus faced trials and said His followers would too. Being conformed to the image of Christ requires going through trials. In spite of their uncomfortableness, they let us … and others … know we belong to God.

When the trials come, just remember they are confirming your identity.

Prayer: Father, we welcome the trials of life as a sign that we belong to You.

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