In the movie, Wizard of Oz, we see the land of Kansas as boring, flat, and bland- at least from Dorothy’s perspective. Then, suddenly, the tornado comes and she is pulled up and over the rainbow to another dimension where there are vibrant colors, incredible vistas, and where even the horses change color.
God has been working on my “eyes” when I see other people lately. I have some people in my day-to-day life who seem to live and operate life in “Kansas” with rules, black and white perspectives of the world-right or wrong- nothing in the middle.
And yet. All of these laws, rules, and near anxiety when things don’t go they way they have designed, weighs heavily on them and they cannot seem to lift their eyes up from their monotony to see the amazing world God has created. The wonderful land of Oz, if you will.
If only, they would just let go. Let go of their sense of control–often a desperate sense of controlling things outside of their abilities. Let go of their fear, let go of their presupposed ideas of how things should be.
It’s a kind of Old Testament view of how things should go; laws, laws, laws or consequences, consequences, consequences- and Heaven help anyone who decides to challenge the carefully constructed world they have created.
Enter Grace. Grace comes in like Spring after a harsh winter. Grace brings color, life, newness all around, a warm breeze full of fragrance. Grace brings the opportunity to let go– to release the grip we try to keep to feel like we have control. When we have spent most of our lives with our heads down striving for unattainable perfection we miss the effervescent joy of Grace.
We can choose one of two ways to live this life- on the wrong side of Heaven. We can decide that rules, black and white- monotone living, is best. We know what must be done, how it can be done, and what will happen if it isn’t done. But we miss out on God’s plan when we live this way.
Or we can embrace that effervescent Grace. The technicolor vistas of a journey with God that leads us to the dark valleys of struggle and growth, and to the mountaintop places of respite and rejuvenation. A journey that will never truly be described in words that cover all the lessons and blessings we have when we walk with God.
It’s a choice. Kansas or Oz. Which will you choose?