Several years ago, our family visited Disney. We waited in line for an hour to see Mickey – all the while preparing our very excited and antsy three-year-old son, Micah. When we neared the end of the line, Micah slipped under the carefully placed ropes and made a beeline to Mickey. Disney cast members yelled “STOP!!” as we looked on in embarrassment. Mickey, on the other hand, stepped forward and received my ecstatic Micah with wide, open arms. My wife and I promptly took 350 pictures, to be exact.
Disney trained Mickey to embrace the three-year-old, even if it messes up the order. You can’t put “ropes” on love.
As we gear up for the New Year, I find myself reflecting on the year gone-by. My distant walk with Jesus in 2017 makes it on the “Disappointments” list. My flesh still drives me to do things to please God, and not to trust Him. Though there were times of closeness, my year was characterized by busyness, self, and more self.
My relationship with Jesus. The ropes of excuses and expectations must go.