As any engaged couple should, Corrie and I felt that we should attend marriage counseling prior to us getting married in October. I had pretty much already guessed at what questions our Pastor would ask us, and had sort of prepared myself mentally for what we were going to talk about. I remember sitting in the office when Pastor Dave turned to me and said “Describe your relationship with Jesus Christ”. For some reason the question caught me off guard. Immediately my mind raced to figure out what point he was trying to make or how he was trying to steer the conversation. What was the right answer? What was he getting at? The answers sprung out in my mind. If my relationship was good with Jesus, then my relationship would be good with my wife. Dizzied by the thoughts going around in my head, I asked if I could think about it, and then respond after Corrie did. They of course agreed, and Corrie started talking about her relationship with Jesus.
During this moment my mind flash back to a random scene from my adolescence of being at the beach. I remember being with a friend and playing in the sand and noticing an old man walking down the beach with a metal detector. I observed him stopping occasionally to dig into the sand a little bit before continuing on his way. As he got closer, I had a great idea! Wouldn’t it be funny if I went ahead of him a ways and buried some coins just below the surface so that he would stop and dig them up with excitement as we watched from our seats? Now I recognize this was sort of a cruel trick, but none-the-less, at the time I found the idea hilarious. So I casually began making my way a little ways past where he was, chose my moment, and buried the coins in the sand. I returned to my seat to watch the show. As we waited in suspense, the man finally made his way to the spot where I had buried the coins. To our delight, as the metal detector hovered near the sand, the man’s facial expression changed and he set the device down in order to begin digging…
Now why was this random act of childhood adolescence flooding my mind, some 15+ years later? And how did this relate to my walk with Jesus?
I realized in that moment, that my relationship with Jesus was a lot like the man with a metal detector.
Throughout my life, I had always had an inventors spirit in me. When I was a child, I would try to mix different combinations of shampoo, conditioners and soap while in the bath, convinced that I would discover some magical cleaning formula. I also once invented a trap to try and catch the Easter Bunny.
I always loved finding and discovering things before others around me did. Whenever we had a new vehicle, I’d always be the first to go through the car and find all the new features and hidden compartments. In school, I always preferred trying to solve math problems on my own before listening to the teacher or reading the textbook.
My walk with Jesus was just like this. All the pieces have always been there, but when I discovered something for myself, I owned it. The crazy thing about this was that, in my life I could see God walking ahead of me burying coins in the sand so that I would dig them up with excitement. When I dug them up, I didn’t find a treasure chest of gold, but rather I found just enough coins and treasure to keep the excitement alive for the next dig.
God knows us better than we know ourselves, because he created us. He won’t give us more than He knows we are ready for…and He will always bury the coins in front of us, even when we aren’t looking.
-Kyle