I love my thermostat. That sounds weird, doesn’t it? Who would love a thermostat? Well, I do.
If I had my druthers, I “druther” have my house toasty warm all year long, even in freezing Colorado winters. I don’t like cold hands and feet, especially in my own home. I work at home, so having a chill in the air makes it hard to write on my laptop.
But I don’t like the heating bill that goes along with a toasty house.
That’s where the thermostat comes in. I can set it to a constant daytime temperature that’s warm enough to be comfortable, but not so chilly that I get goosebumps. And it can lower the temp at night so I can sleep in a cool room under a pile of blankets.
That thermostat also keeps me from turning up the heat whenever I feel the least bit cold. I’ve gotten used to wearing layers and using fingerless gloves to type in a slightly cooler house.
But what’s most important to me is that the heat remains constant even when I’m not home. I can shovel snow in my driveway and come back in to a warm and inviting kitchen. That’s one thing I can depend on.
In warmer weather, my thermostat controls the air conditioner, keeping my house cool and comfortable, even in 90-degree Colorado heat. It works hard to keep me comfortable.
God kinda works the same way. He keeps it warm when and where I need it and cools it down when it’s best for me. And he’s always taking care of things, even when I’m not around or don’t notice.
God surrounds me with warmth whenever I’m in his presence. And he’s consistent. I know that when I walk in the door, no matter how cold the world is, my house is always cozy. And no matter how long it’s been since I talked with him, he’s always willing to spend time with me, which makes me feel warm and loved.
Of course, that’s not really what God does. He’s interested not just in my comfort but also in what’s best for me. Sometimes it’s heat; sometimes it’s cooling.
My life hasn’t always been wonderful. In fact, my speaking title is The Queen of Resilience, because I’ve managed to bounce back from so many rotten things. But that doesn’t mean that God wasn’t always around.
When my doors and windows are open in January and cold air blows in, my house may feel cold, but the thermostat is ready and willing to work for me. And when I close the windows and shut out the world, the heat comes on and everything returns to normal.
God gave us freewill, so some folks might cause bad things to happen. That’s life but it doesn’t mean that God isn’t right there with me, holding my hand and crying along with me. He provides comfort when I need it.
It’s good to know that I can count on my thermostat.
It’s even better to know that I can count on God to work for my good, whether I notice it or not.