Not so Dandy
by Judi Wiegman
Over the past month, a strange, reoccurring sound invaded our home. Very faintly and at random times we would hear the following tune, no words, just the tune; “Yankee doodle went to town riding on…,” and then silence.
We began a search to see if an alarm clock was set in some remote part of the house and was the culprit. We brainstormed to see if we could come up with an answer. We stewed and sometimes fretted over its unwelcome presence. You see, feeling quite uneasy about what might have taken place here in the three years we were gone, we had already called in intercessors to pray in each room. After that, the peace was unmistakable; now this!
I decided to make a list of times it plays and placed a notepad in the kitchen; the place I could detect its “presence” best.
Wednesday afternoon 2:25pm, 2:27pm, Thursday morning 5:15:am, while I was making coffee; then I panicked! “God, please it do it again so I can follow the sound,” I begged. 5:25am; there it was but not loud enough to pinpoint its location. “One more time God, one more time,” I begged. 5:27am, still not quick enough to find it!
In utter despair I began to recall verses that reminded me He is concerned over what concerns me and not to fret over something but instead pray. Is it possible the God of the universe, busy with so many needs, could care about something so ridiculous?
Then, I got a clear picture of what was “really” going on. As long as the enemy could taunt me with something so trivial, my focus on what really mattered was blurred! He was winning and I was the loser. I asked Jesus to settle this trivial thing so I could get on with the “real” plans He had for my day! I also did another sensible thing; I called Chalmer at work!
He suggested I go though the drawers in the kitchen and look for a McDonald’s toy, anything that might be the culprit! I roared in laughter when I held in my hand the offending item; a “very old” Avon Americana, Yankee-doodle-not-so-dandy pop bottle opener! I re-dialed Chalmer, held the thing to the phone and enjoyed a good laugh with him. And yes, we thanked God for His care over the little things. Why did it play randomly? I don’t know! I do know the enemy took an insignificant pebble in my life and made a mountain from it, AND, I allowed it! The solution was so simple, “Here Jesus, take care of this annoyance!”
Then the doorbell rang. Amid the sobs she poured out the details of the financial tragedy hitting her family; she needed someone to lean on. Her issue was a mountain and I was able to comfort her because I had just been comforted. II Corinthians 1:4 “God comforts us in ALL our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.”
“Don’t fret or worry… pray. Let God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.” (MSG)