It is what it is.
How many times have you heard that statement recently? Possibly spoken by a fellow-commuter on your way to work, or maybe by a well-intentioned friend trying to encourage you to keep your chin up. Unfortunately, “It is what it is,” is not the most encouraging of statements. Nor is it exactly biblical, which calls into question our ready acceptance to use it so frequently as a means of coping in life.
It is what it is… when we shrug our shoulders in indifference and allow it to be so.
It is what it is… when we neglect to factor God into the equation.
It is what it is… when we fail to rise in faith and speak truth into a situation — the truth stemming from God’s word on the matter instead of our own shortsighted interpretation, which, let’s face it, is all too often ruled by our deceptive feelings.
God has capabilities far beyond our ability to understand or to imagine. And while we may be content to throw our hands into the air and cave to the melancholy attitude of “Whatever,” God simply raises His holy voice and speaks to things that are not as though they are.
— God, who gives life to the dead and calls those things which do not exist as though they did. (Romans 4:17)
God, who gives each of His children a seed of faith — tiny though it may be, it has the potential to cast mountains into seas.
God, who has seated us with Christ in heavenly places, giving us all we need for life and for godliness.
God, whose very nature has taken up residence inside each person who believes.
God, who continues to draw us to build up our faith, a belief that is certain of things hoped for and hopeful of things unseen.
No matter how calmly I attempt to accept otherwise, all these things seem to fly in the very face of “It is what it is.” Faith throws a curve ball at that concept, believing God and His word despite overwhelming odds. Faith stakes its claim in Jesus’ strength, standing on the pitcher’s mound and staring down the most seasoned of Satan’s batters. Faith does not ignore the circumstance, nor pretend no conflict exists. Instead, it shoulders the weapon of confidence in Christ and hurls the word at the devil’s worst.
And slowly, sometimes even covertly, there’s a slight shifting in the atmosphere. A subtle transfer of something ambiguous, but present nonetheless. A turning of heart to see things from a different perspective than what others would naturally assume. A turning from our own near-sighted emotions toward a greater Source than the obstacle before us. A declaration of Jesus’ stance and our place in His kingdom as we seek out a better way than could ever be presented by approaching things with only the insight from this natural realm.
Against all hope, faith continues to believe. No matter how seemingly unthinkable victory appears. No matter how tired we are of being disappointed… again. No matter how hurt we have been. No matter how futile it all seems.
While the world sits by and idly watches life happen, a child of faith intentionally rises and becomes a partaker of Christ’s presence, making things exist where once there was only the deserted and barren. Planting seeds of righteousness in places where anxiousness and fear threaten to rule the day. Weeding out tendrils of doubt and unbelief again and again. Sowing grains of love into soil deep, trusting something of worth will sprout in its season. Patiently waiting and cultivating and checking for growth. Season after season after season…
Giving time for a given time, trusting something wonderful will become where once there was nothing.
Life from death.
Beauty from ashes.
An oak tree of righteousness from the weakest sproutling.
When seen through kingdom eyes, life is not always what it seems. It is what it is… except when it is not. Then it becomes a work of glory to the One who is worthy of all glory.
That battle you’re fighting? That seemingly insurmountable obstacle looming before you? That floundering marriage which seems almost certain to crash and burn? That prodigal child who appears to run farther and faster from home the more you appeal to him to turn back?
It’s not over, my friend. God has still not had the final say.
God, who calls those things which do not exist as though they already do — He’s still in this with you. Right here in this messy pile of hopeless and futile. He’s gathering up the shards, scraping together the ashes of a life burnt and spent on idols. And He’s turning them all toward home.
Piece by piece, splinter by splinter, renaming and speaking life to the most marred of souls. To the weakest of faith. To the most difficult of circumstances. To the most broken of human hearts.
God is not finished creating life, yet. He’s not done making beautiful things. And because He ‘s not finished, friends, neither are we.
It’s time to rise up and live like we believe it.
It’s time to take deliberate steps toward training ourselves to think differently. To think truthfully.
It’s time to alter our course of action from complacent acceptance to a holy indignation against the enemy who has been making a playground of our lives and our relationships for far too long.
It’s time to speak to what is and tell it what it will be — in Jesus’ name.
In faith, believing for those things that are not, as though they already are…
Trusting in the One who is our hope…
No matter how long it takes.
(Photo credit to Cheri Thompson)