Being OCD-Like In A Non-Obsessive Compulsive World

I like happy endings. Perhaps that’s why I like Hallmark movies and my favorite book is “To Kill a Mockingbird”. But life affords few happy endings. Or does it? Jesus being born poor, in a dirty barn; living His life in near poverty; dying on the cross; all the apostles except John being martyred for their faith, all seem anything but happy endings. Unless, perhaps, we’re defining happy ending’s incorrectly.

Hebrews 12:2 says “For the joy set before him he (Jesus) endured the cross, scorning it’s shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Joy and cross in the same sentence, let alone same life, don’t seem to go together. But perhaps that’s the rub, I’m looking at it through my eyes whereas Jesus looked at it through the Father’s eyes and plan and our needs. Making sense out of seemingly senseless circumstances requires spiritual eyes that look at them through eyes of faith that prayerfully try to see how the events and circumstances fit into the Father’s plans. It requires a perspective (worldview) that sees life as a giant puzzle that God is putting together and being satisfied being a piece of that puzzle and not the puzzle itself.

But doesn’t that make perfect sense since God’s greatest gift to us is also our greatest need, Jesus himself, who with the Father sent the Holy Spirit to live within us and teaches us God’s word and how to apply it to life. Therefore, it really doesn’t matter when, where or how the Greatest Gift comes, but that He comes. Everything else is just circumstances and when we fix our eyes on the Sovereign Ruler and not the circumstances themselves, then, naturally, all of life just falls into place and the circumstances slowly fade into usefulness, relevance and/or oblivion.

Mason Swinney


About menmourningmoments

I'm happily married, the Father of 2 sons and 2 daughters and 4 beautiful grandchildren. Death is all around us but somehow we've managed to distance ourselves from it. Men, Mourning, Moments is about how the death of my son awakened me to life & the desire to seize every moment as though it were my last. It's about making sense of life in the good times and bad and allowing GOD to carry me and teach me through the hard times in life.
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