I bought a small chemistry set for my daughter. What I expected was a batch of small amounts of chemicals that would require strict adult supervision – meaning my wife would probably have to make sure I didn’t blow something up. As I opened the contents and took inventory, I discovered an important looking vial of white powder with a lid that would close very tightly as if something very volatile and dangerous was inside. I could not have been more disappointed. It was about the only thing worth anything, and it turned out to be baking soda.
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We decided to proceed with the experiment itself which was actually fascinating for my daughter who, knowing her father quite well, stood looking on curiously from a safe distance some 10 feet away. With some added vinegar, the baking soda fizzed a bit in the test tube, but that was it. However, I knew where I could get more baking soda, a lot more in fact, and figured it was time to ramp things up a bit. I filled a large balloon with baking soda, and then filled a 2 liter bottle about 1/4 of the way full with vinegar. I fitted the open end of the balloon over the bottle, upended the balloon to spill all of the baking soda into the vinegar, and then ran. My daughter was already 10 feet away with her hands covering her ears. The dogs had huddled together in the farthest corner of the yard long ago.
As the balloon grew larger, filled with the gas created from the chemical reaction, there was greater and greater anticipation of some imminent event, which translated into more steps backward for myself and my daughter. However, there was no big bang of the balloon. There was now just a hugely overinflated balloon on top of this fizzing bottle of liquid neither of us wanted to go anywhere near. So, we waited some more and finally just let it be. "What should we do now, Papa?" My daughter was still gripping my hand and standing half-behind me watching the balloon. “It’ll deflate on it’s own,” I assured my daughter, as I turned slowly to walk away, looking over my shoulder as I ushered her into the house.
The thing that is so great about true experimentation is that while you have some vague idea of what is supposed to happen, you never really know what is going to happen until you just go out and try. In a lot of ways, that is what living the Christian life can be like at times for some people.
The Bible has all sorts of great advice for marriage, raising children, and living life in a way that pleases God and gives Him honor and glory. In fact, many Christians know what the Bible says to do, they also have a vague head knowledge type of an idea that God is going to take care of them and everything is going to be all right in the end, yet, they have no idea what is really going to happen . . . until they try.
Do you really believe what the Bible says? Do you really have faith about the passages that teach about family, witnessing to the lost, and living a life for the Lord? Do you believe Romans 8:28 that says “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”?
Truth be told, none of us really know exactly what will happen. When life hurts, we can know everything is going to be OK in vague terms because the Bible tells us that everything is going to work out all right, but how that is going to be accomplished specifically is not a done deal in our minds, and so where comfort and security in God should be, anxiety and frustration usually rule the day. The challenge is to remember God and His promises, and then cast all your care on Him (I Peter 5:7) knowing that while others act selfishly to hurt you, He still cares for you. You will never really know and understand the power of God working in your life, until you try.