Last Thursday I was all fired up over something that knocked me off my rocker. I was lied to. I really don’t like liars. Nonetheless, it was by a major corporation. If you know me, you know it is the principle of the matter that really got to me.
Here’s what went down. I had an appointment scheduled in the morning with the rest of my day set up around it. This appointment was full of promises, and it was supposed to make life easier. All of this was for one low price and at 8am.
At 8:30 no one was here yet, so I gave the company that promised me the world a call. I couldn’t seem to find anyone that knew what was going on. The customer service department didn’t know if someone was going to be come to my house, or if they were going to work their magic remotely.
Hours went by of getting the run around. With each minute that passed, I was filled with more frustration. I had counted on the promise that was made to me, only to have so much of my day wasted by waiting around and sitting on hold with nothing to show for it. Finally, when I was at my wits ends, I was transferred to the loyalty department where I was told that everything I had been promised was a lie.
Come to find out, what I would be charged for the service I signed up for is a significant amount more than what I was initially told. The only logical thing I could think of at this point was cancel my service. There was no way that I was going to pay more than what I agreed to.
I don’t know what irked me more, the lie that the sales rep told me or that the customer service reps would say, “Hang on just one sec,” and then come back on the line 25 minutes later (no joke). I had let this lie consume me and my day.
For some reason, all throughout this ordeal I had a desire to read my Bible. Multiple times I thought, I should take a moment and go read my Bible. But it wasn’t until everything was settled, 5 hours later, that I sat down to read.
At the time I was in the book of Daniel. My thoughts were something like, how in the world is Daniel going to offer a solution to the shame I felt for allowing myself to get so worked up over something so petty? Anyhow, when I opened up my Bible to read where I had left off, it was at the story of Daniel in the Lions’ Den. My thoughts continued on… I have read this story many times… It is not relevant.
But I was faithful, and studied the familiar words once more.
“So the king gave the order, and they brought Daniel and threw him into the lions’ den. The king said to Daniel, ‘May your God, whom you serve continually, rescue you!’ A stone was brought and placed over the mouth of the den, and the king sealed it with his own signet ring and with the ring and with the rings of his nobles, so that Daniel’s situation might not be changed.” (Daniel 6:16-17)
This was nothing new to me. I knew that Daniel was shut in with a bunch of lions. What did this have to do with my frustration? Why, God, do you want me to read this story today? He answered me after I read this:
“My God sent his angel, and he shut the mouths of the lions. They have not hurt me…” (Daniel 6:22)
In a small whisper I heard, “My child, you are in the lions’ den, but I am with you.”
So that’s how it is relevant to the insanity that I that experienced that day, and am experiencing right now. Every struggle I faced and am facing is a lion, but the lions can’t hurt me because God is with me.
It amazes me (that in the midst of something as small my frustration over something so petty) that God reminds me of His presence in a new way.
Do you feel like you are in the lions’ den too? How so? I would love to hear how you can relate to being in the lions’ den.