written by Sarah Hascher
It’s all His story, our life story is held within His.
When I was very young I had an encounter just outside heaven. There were two white pedestals, one had a hand with a black gloves protruding out the top and the other had a hand with a white glove. I stood pondering and perplexed as I ventured to decide which one I was to choose. See, I thought the obvious answer would be the white glove, but then again, what if the enemy was being a sneaky snake and deceiving me. When I thought to grab the opposite hand, the black glove, I questioned weather or not God would be wearing a black glove.
Years past until recently the Lord revisited that place with me and gave me the simple but profound answer. “My hand is behind everything, because I AM all powerful.” He said. I suddenly had a deeper revelation of the might and majesty of God. A paradigm shift happened.
I had struggled with wanting to make the right decisions in life, but had not realized how often I had counted myself too important when doing so. Maybe that’s why I made some stupid choices, thinking…. “I’m obviously not making the right ones, so I may as well deliberately make the wrong ones.” See, I had not gotten what I thought I wanted from the “right” decisions I was making so I gave up. I forgot to factor God’s timing and also forgot that God still works His plan. In the end He is still God and I am not.
It isn’t about getting caught up on making the right decision, because that still points back to self, it is simply about knowing who God is.
When I realize that He truly does “hold all things together” (Col. 1:17) My focus shifts from trying to choose right, that I may have some place of controlling consequences, to surrendering in humble, intoxicating abandoned love to the great I AM. When I KNOW that He is good and that He is “making all things work together for the good of those who love Him” (Rom. 8:28), I live a life of freedom and prayer-in constant communion with God. This constant communion brings revelation waves of His goodness that can’t help but elevate my spirit to overflowing. I was never meant to live out of self-effort.
I talk to so many who sincerely desire to make the right choices to follow God’s lead, God’s timing and to surrender everything to His care. This is so important. I have stumbled many many times enough to know my impatient heart just wants things now and have suffered the consequences thereof! I can hear my mom saying, “Sarah……slllllllooooow down.” Thankfully, I am learning to sllllooooww down, and yet to keep moving.
I know God is a God of balance and devine order. I also know that I will not always get it perfect and He has accounted for that. God seems to be more concerned with the hearts of His people than them not missing it or messing up. When I’m more focused on making the right choice rather than the Chosen one, I lose the very essence that will equip me to make the right decisions.
In other words, instead of contemplating the black glove or the white glove, I focus on the face. I focus on His power. I focus on the fact that He is orchestrating a symphony of highs and lows that will bring the perfect harmony of all the black and white areas of my life and I dance to the rhythm. When the dance is done, I know what choice to make, I enjoyed the process and have a confidence in who is leading the dance. And when I fall, I get up with a new revelation of His sovereignty spite my mess-ups and that makes me want to delight in Him again. The wrong choices still lead me to Him. He doesn’t ever loose, therefore, in Him, I never do.





