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# 6: The Saddest Moment of My Life!
So, about the picture I drew....
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The Saddest Moment of My Life!
Part Six in a Continuing Series

M. B. Fields, Jr.

Copyright © 2007 By Grand Organ Productions LLC
All Rights Reserved

Scripture:

Genesis 1:1-3
2 Samuel: 11-12
Jeremiah 1:4-9ff
Matthew 15:1-20


NOTE: This is the sixth in a continuing series of essays on the topic of “The Chasm”. Reading the previous essays is recommended, but not required.

Hello, friend. It is very good to see you again. I am glad you passed by today. I remember our last opportunity to chat. I hope you do.

Tell me friend, did you create your picture to give to Dad? Did you include everything in it to make your world a wonderfully perfect place? I hope so. Let’s take a look, and I’ll tell you something that will probably change your life. Pull up a stone, and let’s have a chat, shall we?

I know that my picture was truly a masterful work of art. As you may remember, I was a bit shocked when Dad seemed to think that I had missed something. Even after His admonition spoke to my heart, I just knew I had everything in the picture. I spent days on it. Going over my list of all the things that I hated in, and about my life, I eliminated them all. All the things that I felt I had been denied, I put into my picture. I tell you true, friend. I looked into every nook, cranny and crevasse of my world. I got it all.

When I had finally determined that everything was there, and that everything I wanted to be was absent, I brought the picture of my perfect life to Dad. One of the most positive things about being at The Chasm is time. You have lots of time. You can consider, and propose, and posit, and think, and dream.

You can deny, admit, avoid, or accuse too. I did it all. When you look at the entirety and the complexity of your life, it can take a while to really get everything looked at. At The Chasm, it is really important to make certain you cover it all. Feel certain that Dad will give you as much time as you need to look at everything. In fact, when you think you have got it all covered, and Dad is still silent, you can be certain it is because you have missed something.

Sometimes, it is something so obvious you cannot see it because it is directly in front of you. We get all hung up on getting the obscure, the trivial, and the most ancient of thoughts, and feelings from your life experience. Inside your own mind, as you “drill down” from the immediate and the obvious, you will eventually bite into the stuff of substance. When that happens, feel sure that you are getting closer to the stuff that Dad wants to see you deal with. The payoff is dramatic, but the work is really difficult. What I am telling you is to do the work. When you are at The Chasm, it can take a while to get through some pretty difficult stuff.

If you stop to think about it, one life can contain a lot of stuff that has been internalized, compartmentalized, and just plain not dealt with. Unresolved emotional issues can really cram themselves into corners we never knew we had. One of the things you will learn if you have not yet noticed at The Chasm is not only the time required to do the work. You will also be required to deal with everything. It may take more drilling, or even more drills to get down to the level of your life where those things Spiritual dwell.

I was almost endlessly surprised at the things that just came out of nowhere. Many of the things that I was compelled to deal with were very, very old and seemingly insignificant. But these were precisely those things that were creating the obstacles that Dad needed cleared. This will happen to you as well, if you are willing to do the work.

I want you to be willing to do the work. I just want you to understand the work is really hard at some points. Many tears will flow. As you become aware of those things that have kept you from the relationship with Dad that you may want to have, you will be shocked. You will be stunned to learn that something which may have occurred a long, long time ago is a very powerful presence in the undercurrent of your present world. That something may have happened so long ago that you don’t even remember it—and that is precisely the point. You will also find many things present in your “stuff” that you never even realized were there in the first place. That, too, is the point. Whether they are things that you have forgotten, or things you never knew you had, these are the very things that Dad needs desperately for you to become intimately familiar with. He is, you see. He knows them all. He wants you to know them too, as well as He knows them.

Do the work. No matter what it requires of you, do the work. When you recognize that something is there to be dealt with, deal with it. The Chasm is a very private place. No one else is really going to know what you deal with there. In fact, most people that realized I was at The Chasm didn’t want to know the things on my plate, much less what I was doing with them. But, they will realize that you are in a place they cannot be. They neither want to replace you there, or deal with your stuff.

There will come a time when Dad does impress upon you the need to identify those things in your life, in your history, and in your living which are--directly or indirectly--obstacles to the relationship that He wants so badly to have with you. That is, finally, why you are at The Chasm in the first place.

When Dad calls us to The Chasm, it is because we have intersected that one most point, not in our lives or living, but in His Plan, when He is ready to invite us to come to where He is and participate in the work He is actively doing. Before that can happen, we must “clean house”.

What’s that? My painting? Yes, I lifted up my picture to Dad for Him to look at and evaluate.

“Are you sure this is the painting you want me to look at, Bud?”


“Yes Sir. This is it. This is the life I want. This would be my perfect life.”

“Well, alright, Beloved! I’ll look at your picture. But, while I’m looking at the picture you have created, I want you to do me a favor. A while back, I drew a picture, too. It was the picture that I created for your life—with Me. While I’m looking at the picture you have created, do me a favor and take a look at the picture I have been waiting to show you since before the foundations of the World were laid.

"This is a one-time deal, with no “Do Over’s”. You get to choose one of the pictures. That will be the one you get to live, but you must choose, and decide. Alright?”


Boy! That was a stumper. I really had no idea that Dad even REALLY knew who I was. How could He know me? And how would Dad know me so well that He would have planned my life, even before I was a child?

The very first second of my looking at the picture Dad had drawn for me to look at, I felt sick in a way that defies (even to this day) description. I immediately saw what I had missed in the painting I gave to Him. I wanted to take it back. I can assure you; I didn’t want to correct my drawing. I wanted to burn it. I wanted to erase from my Dad’s memory that He had ever even seen the work I did. In that moment, the one thing that I truly understood about what I had prepared for my Dad would break His heart.

You see, that wasn’t a surprise to my Dad. It was a shocking surprise to me, but not Him. He had known it all along. That is, I believe, why He brought me to The Chasm in the first place!

Are you sure you got it right? Did you put everything in the drawing you did for Dad? Everything?

In all the stuff you wanted thrown out of your perfect world, is there something you just might have missed? Look at it closely. It really does truly matter. Of all the countless things that you would include in your perfect world, are you undeniably certain you got it all? Look again, carefully. I don’t want you to have to experience that first moment that I had.

You see, Friend, in the painting I drew for Dad that pictured my idea of a perfect world—Dad wasn’t in the picture!

He wasn’t there at all. No Dad, no Jesus, no cross, no forgiveness, and absolutely no relationship. I was AT The Chasm because of my desire for relationship with the God of Creation! I had been a good boy. I loved Dad with all my heart. How could I possibly have forgotten to include any part of Him in my picture? He wasn’t in the center, where all good things came from. Heck—He wasn’t even off in a secluded corner of the page. What I forgot in my picture was the very reason I drew it in the first place! The picture I drew for Dad was the very picture of the place where I was standing: mine was the very essence of life lived at The Chasm.

Oh, what must He have felt and thought at that moment? When I looked at the picture my Dad had created for me, He and I were together, in the center of the picture. We were together, walking through what appeared to be some kind of valley. We were smiling the knowing smile that friends have.

Do you know how it is with your best friend and you, when you are together? That kind of radiating joy, and love was all over that picture. It began in the center of the canvas, and radiated out to everything else on the page. Some of the objects in that picture I immediately recognized. Pains that I had experienced, and compartmentalized, and refused to feel were immediately brought back to my mind.

You see, in my picture I had eliminated them. In Dad’s picture they were small, and they had lots of really neat stuff AFTER them. Missed Blessings filled the page. There were many things (perhaps even a computer—which would not be invented for years) that I did not recognize in that picture as well, I assure you.

But, there was no part of that picture where the joy, the Love, and the pure relationship with Dad did not exist. In my picture, there was no Dad. There was just stuff. Places, and things, and people, and like that—but I had forgotten to include Dad in the picture at all. In Dad's picture, He and I were the center of everything.

I knew it the second I saw the picture that Dad had drawn for me, even before the foundations of the World had been laid. My eyes saw it, my heart felt it, and my Spirit within me knew it. My picture had been a totally honest representation of my perfect world. Here I was, truly one of Dad’s Kids (I mean, the whole world said so—all the time!) and He wasn’t even in my picture. How did that happen? How could It be? It's like Jesus says to us in the Book of Matthew (15:8):

"You honor me with your lips, yet your heart is far from me!"

Well, let’s be a bit honest here, shall we Friend?

Where is Dad in YOUR picture?

Can you find Him—anywhere? Is He off in a lost corner of what once was? Is he a mostly-erased figure, smudged out somewhere on the canvas? Have you castigated Him to the periphery of your perfect world, holding Him at bay until you decide you need Him because the tragedy, or the sorrow, or the hurt of life gives you no other option?

Have you hidden God amongst the “stuff” of your perfect world? Or, have you (like I had done) simply eliminated Him from your picture all together?

I wasn’t angry at Dad when I created my picture: I just didn't include Him. I wasn’t shying away from the relationship at all. I really relished the notion of having a real relationship with the God who wasn’t just the angry cop, or the gavel-banging Judge. I can tell you that I had, through much adversity for sure, come to know his way as that of “Abba” (Daddy) in my heart, and in my world, and in my life. I was a good boy. Yet, when it came to the moment of really true decision, I had left Him out of my picture all together!

How did I see the truth of that? It wasn’t by looking at my picture, as we have seen several times already, was it? My picture was given to Dad because I was convinced it was the perfect representation of my perfect world.

When Dad reached down and handed me a picture to see, the first thing I noticed in the center of it was Dad and me, walking together as best friends. Everything else in the picture radiated out from that central theme. There was no part of the picture Dad drew which did not touch every other part of that painting. The incredible beauty of that scenery had nothing to do with the accuracy of the items depicted, my dear friend.

Masterfully done, it absolutely was beyond doubt the most glorious depiction I had ever witnessed. Just looking at it, while it completely broke my heart and my soul—and, incidentally my stubborn will, was the loveliest, most peaceful and complete moment of my existence up to that moment. It was truly overwhelmingly wonderful to me. This came from a picture.

In less time than it takes to read and comprehend His name , God had explained the fullness of my sorry situation. He had clearly shown me in undeniably simple terms WHY I was at The Chasm. He had given me one choice only. I got to choose which picture WOULD become my life.

He is waiting to make you the same offer. How can you hope for such a thing? How is it possible to believe that Dad would love you so much that He would paint a picture of the life HE created just for you—even before he threw this planet into existence—and created The Chasm?

Well, I know He did for me. I know who I have been. The very purpose of being at The Chasm was to look hard at that reality. Let me ask you a question.

Have you ever fallen in love with your most beloved friend’s spouse to the point that you finagle a way to put their spouse in such harm that you knew they would be killed? Just so the two of you could hook up? Have you murdered your best friend’s spouse just for a hook up? Have you then murdered your own child just for doing the same thing?

You know that, in the Holy Bible ("The Directions"), God said of King David that “Here is a man after my own heart!” But, friend that is precisely what King David did to his friend Uriah. Yes, King David went through a very rough spot with God. Yes, it cost him much. But, when God said that David was a man after His own heart (David’s heart and God’s heart longed for the same things!), he said it AFTER these horrifying events had played out, friend. Are you that bad? Worse?

The Bible is chock full of people who have spent time at The Chasm, I promise you. Abram, Jonah, Noah, Moses, Paul, Thomas, Peter--they all had some quality "Chasm" time.

I had it figured that the things I had done in my life were so bad that David would look like an Altar Boy in comparison. Yet, Dad brought me to The Chasm. Why?

Because, since before the foundations of the World were laid, friend, Dad was spending every moment of my life looking at that picture HE drew. Moment by moment, He wanted that picture to jump off the canvas, and be created in reality through the medium of my heart, mind, and soul.

When I saw that picture for the first time, it was the saddest moment of my life, without exception. When I had seen it, things made sense to me that I couldn’t even have hoped to understand before. It can be that way for you, too.

Look at your picture closely, friend. Make sure that what is missing is on purpose. Make sure that the things you include are those things which you truly value. I messed up. But, in the process came some of my greatest learning. Even in that terrible moment, Dad still gave me a perfect choice. He will give it to you.

It’s simple. Is He? Or, isn’t He God? If you can shout out that Genesis 1:1 is the infallible, inerrant truth, then you will do it here, at The Chasm. If you cannot, that’s really okay, too. Dad will offer YOU a perfect picture in return for the one you have created.

You do get to choose. In fact, you are required to choose which of the paintings will become your life. All you have to do is to ask Dad to show you His picture. He will. He’s been waiting a very long time to do it. I promise you, it will not be easy to look at. It will hurt you down to the very core of your being. I promise it will be extremely painful for you.

If you want to see Dad’s picture, ask Him. Stay at The Chasm until He shows it to you. Decide which picture you really want to have in your perfect life.

The next time we talk, I hope you will be able to share with me your experience with Dad at The Chasm. There truly IS a way across The Chasm, friend. You can’t create it, or buy it, or lie your way into it. But, there IS a way across to the Genesis 1:3 side, with all that follows it. We’ll talk about that the next time you pass by, and pull up a stone.

Good luck on your journey.

In His Care,

Budroe
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