
Wednesday, December 19, 2001
REWARDS
Read: Matthew 10:40-42
I have had dogs most of my adult life. An
Alaskan Husky (big!) a Shih-Tzu, a Lhasa/Westie mix, and currently
a Poodle/Bichon Frise mix. I love dogs over all, with their ingratiating
ways. Dogs have a way of making you feel like you're the center
of the universe, mourned in our absences and cheered in our homecomings.
I have trained every one of my dogs myself, and if there is anything
I know about dogs, it's that they perform best for a reward.
When they're puppies, this means treats. Liver bits, cheese bits,
pieces of real meat a reward for a trick, even half done, spurs
a puppy to perform. I ask for the trick, and the puppy is so
eager, he's trying to get his nose in my hand, since he can easily
smell that it's something wonderful.
At the same time, I'm petting the puppy and telling her she's
wonderful: "What a good dog! What a smart dog!" The
puppy loves being told she's loved, dances for me to pet her,
runs to me because coming to me might mean a treat and definitely
means she gets my praise. Little by little, the puppy learns
how to do the trick, and as she learns, I withhold some of the
rewards. It's no longer enough that the tail touches the ground
it has to stay there for several seconds. It's no
longer enough to try to roll over; he has to succeed
to get the reward.
Sometimes in our lives it feels as though God isn't here anymore.
We've been walking in a certain way, and it's been hard, but
we've learned how to get the job done. We perhaps had a real
sense of God walking with us for a long time, but now we don't.
And we wonder, "Did I miss a turn here? Did I get too comfortable?
When did it happen, exactly, that I stopped hearing God's voice,
feeling that Presence with me?" We think it's a failure
on our part (can't be a failure on God's part, so this is the
only explanation).
I suspect that there may be another explanation, and you've probably
guessed what I'm aiming at here. I suspect that a good deal of
the time that "dark night of the soul" is really an
indication that we're doing just fine, we're on the right path,
we really are getting stronger, better, finer. But God is not
so quick to "reward" us with a sense of "well
done, good and faithful servant" precisely because
we should be able to do our task as a matter of course now. We've
been working on it for a while, and we've had some material successes;
we've picked up on the goal that God has set for us, and therefore
we don't need a huge compliment from God to keep us going.
Every faithful servant of God has had this experience, even more
so for the "great saints" whose autobiographies are
part of the landscape of our faith. So I take courage. Maybe
God has more faith in me than I have. Maybe I'm doing better
than I had thought. I still need to be listening to my Master.
I don't get to do tricks when and how I think I should. But maybe
I'm not so far off of my Christian walk as I had feared.
Sandra Herrmann
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