Think Inside the Big One

A man fits everything into boxes.

When it’s out of the box, it has his full attention, but when he puts it back in, it’s out of sight and out of mind. Women hate that, but it seems to be an inherent male characteristic.

Boxes provide a means to define, separate and categorize, store and protect and, eventually, locate and make use of whatever seems conducive to living.

But is it always wise to think outside of them?

That might depend on who you ask. Artists and advertising agencies would probably think it is, while mechanics and surgeons wouldn’t. But, for the man who claims to belong to the Lord Jesus Christ, the question is, how should he make the best use of his boxes?

It’s all about sizing and prioritizing.

For too many years, I kept Christ’s box buried somewhere in the stacks of them I’d accumulated for myself. It took a while to find it when I needed it because it looked just like all the others. As a result, my life was incomplete and disordered to say the least. Every expectation I sought from any box usually lacked significance and rarely materialized.

So, I decided to quit living like a boxymoron. I decided, first of all, to give God the biggest box I could find.

But it wasn’t all about what I needed. It was about what His box deserved. Nothing in any of the other boxes accomplishes what His does. Nothing in any of them loved me enough to die in my place so that I might live again in the age to come.

Nothing even came close.

Every box I create for myself now automatically goes into His box. I have to go through His to access any of mine.

And if it won’t fit in there, I get rid of it.