Alarms & Cocoons

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Date: January 24, 2017

Alarms & Cocoons

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The alarm rings, but my body simply does not want to respond. My cocoon is warm, safe and cozy. The blankets cover all but my face. Why would I want to swing my feet out of bed only to find a cold floor? I look at the clock with half-opened eyes. Why must I turn on the light? I really would like to turn over and go back to sleep. I doze for a moment, and then the time has come. I must get up! There are lunches to make, clothes to select, hair to be combed, and breakfast to prepare before the girls leave for school.

Done! I begin to think of my warm, cozy cocoon again. How I wish I could return, but the day’s chores make me realize I dare not.

Other alarms are ringing all over the world. We, who hear the alarms, must heed their warnings. Dare we stay in our warm cocoon? We must put our feet on the cold floor and turn on the light. We must prepare to do the chore that Jesus commanded us to do—”Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations” (Matthew 28:19a). “How shall they hear without a preacher?” (Romans 10:14b).

My cocoon of the familiar calls and tells me I must stay where I am. I am comfortable with my friends, the schools, the church where I go. Familiar tells me I can’t handle change. I may not like living in extreme heat, or in bitterly cold places. “You’ll not find friends like you have here,” whispers familiar.

My cocoon of wealth tells me I cannot get along without all these possessions; that God will not provide as bountifully, and if He does, it won’t be to my liking. It says I must have a bank account for security when God doesn’t come through.

Pride loudly agrees. “You simply must have wealth to provide for your family.”

My cocoon of success joins the call. “You’re doing so well, why risk failure? You don’t have what it takes to be good at preaching. You need big places and lots of people to do anything worthwhile.” Pride jumps up and down agreeing loudly.

Then comes the still small voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for Us?”

Oh, Lord, I’m afraid, but here am I. Send me.

This article, written by Elizabeth Hiebert of Hilbre, Manitoba, was originally published in TEMPO, a bimonthly publication of Village Missions. The article ran in the November/December 1992 issue.

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