I was never a fan of math back in the day. It was devastating to work with anything that exceeded the count of my fingers when I was little. Getting into high school wasn't any better. I met James, my math teacher, we used to call him Jaymo. He had good mastery of the subject but I don't know whether it was his accent or the fact that his subject was always just before lunch break, but I always found myself wandering into space fantasizing of the perfect future I’d have.
Matrix, algorithm and probability were a pain in my brain. But praise be to the Father that somehow somewhere between my super smart desk mate and God's grace I did so well in my finals. (‘Life through my high school’ is a story I’ll tell another day “Winks”)
Fast forward, I, in my adulting have come to learn with relief that God isn't a fan of math either, at least not the complicated algebra rather, simple additions and multiplications are His favorites. His blessings and favor are not a value for x that we have to live the rest of our lives trying to solve and find.
There is absolutely no formula for achieving or qualifying for God’s best. His grace is not dependent on our efforts or perfectionism. He just blesses whom He pleases, causing the sun to rise on both the evil and the good.
When we are first introduced to Gideon, he is hiding in the winepress where he was hoping to thresh some wheat so he could have food to eat. He was a man of weakness. He was so afraid of the situation in the nation of Israel that he went into hiding. The angel of the Lord appears to him and says “The Lord is with you, mighty warrior” I want to imagine his response was a sarcastic laugh with a “Me? Mighty warrior? The Lord is with me? Haha! Interesting!” kind of a reaction. Because he doubted that God could possibly find him, use him or bring deliverance through him. I mean, he knew his clan was the weakest in Manasseh, and he was the least in his family. What good could possibly come from him?
Perhaps like Gideon, there’s something in your life right now that has you cowering in fear. Because it seems too little, too shameful, too insignificant and literally doesn’t seem to add up. Sometimes it feels as though God has abandoned you. It has rendered you into a survival mode, where your primary instinct is to hold on tight to every resource, every penny, every minute, every word.
You keep it to yourself because you are afraid you will have nothing to pour out when what you have is finished. You sit and wonder, how shall it be? with my five loaves and two fish, my handful of flour and my little jar of oil, my not-so-good writing skills, my frog-like singing voice, my four-figured salary, or my wanting eloquence. But God patiently delights in simple math. God multiplies.
God is asking for that mustard seed-like faith submerged in total obedience. He is asking that you let go of the wheel and let Him. He is asking for that little that you have so that He can showcase just how great his multiplication power is, for His glory. What do you have? As little as it is, as minimal as it may seem, would you place it in the hand of God?
Don't be afraid of the little empty spaces, God loves it when we are empty because that’s where He does His math best.
And as T would say, Child of God; God multiplies.
Thank you, M for taking your time to grace us with this amazing classic.