Don't Spill the Beans

My mother and I used to play the game "Don't Spill the Beans" when I was a kid. Each player took turns carefully adding a bean to the top of the pot, trying to keep it balanced so it would not tip over and spill the beans all over the table.

Original game photo. We just bought a bag of kidney beans to use.

This game seems like the perfect image for how the last few weeks have felt. In general, I am not an emotional person. I probably shed a few tears once per quarter, and have a good cry once a year or so. Most days my logical side tells me tears won't help, so don't waste energy crying, but then I go through a rough patch. Besides my regular chronic pain and neurological issues, which start my pot off with a handful of beans already, things tend to mount quickly.

Side effects from new high blood pressure medicine - add another bean.
Frustration and disappointment from a body that can't do what I used to do, or what I would really like to do - another bean.
Frequent headaches and migraines - bean.
Cancelled plans - bean.
Financial burden of disability, more pain than normal, weight gain, lack of quality sleep - bean, bean, bean, bean.

It isn't long before I feel my emotions begin to tip to one side, and despite my best efforts to level them out, things tip too far, and streams tears down my face, like the pot dumping all the beans all over the table. I am currently feeling like my pot is about to tip again.

If you are familiar with the game, as soon as the pot tips, emptying all the beans, it swings back and forth slightly a couple of times before it levels out and stops moving.  Just like a good, cleansing cry can swing our emotions, but afterwards there is a calm. All the stress and trials seems to have been washed away, and God graciously rights His vessel once more. He steadies us, having eased our burdens, comforts us and gently reminds us of the joy of our salvation. Christ, who bore the awful load of our sins, takes all our beans (our hardships) upon Himself, gives us a lighter load to carry. May we all be an empty vessel, willing to spill all of our beans into Jesus' loving arms, and look to Him alone for grace, strength and comfort in difficult periods of life.

One day there will be no more pain, or tears, but for now I pray that I will be an empty vessel, willing to be filled and used by God, for His glory. I am beyond grateful for the gift of eternal life, and the hope that I have found In Him. He provides exactly what I need, when I need it.

I thought I would finish with the words of the Heidelberg Catechism question #1:

          Q. What is your only comfort in life and death?

          A. That I am not my own, but belong with body and soul, 
               both in life and in death, to my faithful Savior Jesus Christ. 
               He has fully paid for all my sins with his precious blood,
               and has set me free from all the power of the devil. 
               He also preserves me in such a way that without the will 
               of my heavenly Father not a hair can fall from my head; 
               indeed, all things must work together for my salvation. 
               Therefore, by his Holy Spirit he also assures me of eternal life 
               and makes me heartily willing and ready from now on to live for him.

What "beans" are piling up on your pot? Look to Christ today, and give them all over to Him, before they spill all over the place!

Until Next Time~
Shari