“Everything in life is a test. Success, failure, riches, poverty…it’s all a test”. My dad, Will Marais, is pretty well known amongst our church circles for quoting this truth. Unfortunately for me, I’ve never been a fan of tests. Rewind to high school and picture me as the teen sitting in class during test week with sounds similar to that of a hungry caged lion escaping from my belly. Nerves. I just hated tests, no matter how much I’d prepared (or not prepared in some cases), it was always the same…sheer terror.
I can’t say I’ve outgrown my attitude toward tests. My husband knows when I’m feeling stretched or stressed or tested, by the tummy cramp medicine I’ll be seen scratching for in my handbag or medicine cupboard. I think it’s the thought that I could fail whatever test lies before me that freaks me out so much (to the point of physically feeling it). Unfortunately for me in the Christian walk there are tests, daily, just take a look at 1 Peter 1:7“so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.”
It would seem tests are inescapable. In light of this, I’ve needed God’s grace to help me change my attitude towards tests.
Disclaimer: I haven’t “arrived” at the point of fearlessness when it comes to testing, but God has still done a great work of grace in my life and that’s what I want to share with you with the hope of encouraging you in this area that I’ve so dreaded so much in the past.
Last year was our year (‘our’ as in my husband and myself) of “testing our hearts towards leaders”. How did this testing happen you may ask? Well through many not so amazing moments with leaders which revealed many not so amazing cracks in my heart and attitudes towards them. The pinnacle point was when two of our local leaders came to speak into our lives about our involvement and submission to our local church body. I did not take it well. My first reaction was, and I’m horrified to admit this, but something close to rage. I was a pastor’s kid, my whole life had been involved with and submitted to the local church, that’s what my family had given up so much for and from where I was sitting (right up top ‘pride filled mountain’), all I could see was their failings and my ‘proof of good works’ filled history.
I was a ball of knots and tummy growls for days. Indignant in the testing time, stubbornly refusing to see it as a test, I drew out the test by digging in my heels and thinking of every reason why this was an attack and not a test. Guess how well that worked out for me? I’ll give you a clear hint, not well. When my husband eventually got through to me with a few truth filled ‘love sandwich’ moments, the Holy Spirit enabled me to face the test head on. God added a huge dose of humility and ‘log out of my eye’ perspective to my viewpoint, I laid down my pride and the strangest thing happened. The test ended, almost instantaneously thereafter.
You see my dad has another saying that’s pretty encouraging too, “every tough time has an expiry date”. That includes tests.
When the test ended, and God had an opportunity to remove a lot of junk from my heart in the process, an even more incredible thing happened, I felt like I had more grace and love for these same leaders than before the testing time had even begun. It was and continues to be a wonderful realisation for me. The testing brought freedom and better health to my body. My wise husband keeps reminding me that we can’t lose when we choose to submit to our leaders (as long as what they were saying lines up with God’s word).
Not only did passing through the test bring freedom, but with it came the beginnings of a mind shift for me towards testing in my life. Testing started to bring with it the (albeit dim at times) glimmers of a hope of something better beyond the testing. Tests won’t stop coming, God assures me of that truth, but the tests won’t be wasted. I hang onto the truth and hope that on the other side of the tests could be the very freedom, breakthrough or greater reality of unwavering joy I’ve been longing for.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Juliet, also known as Jewels, is a member of the Four12 admin team. An 80’s baby she grew up in Cape Town as a ‘PK’ (pastor’s kid). Jewels is very happily married to her most favourite face, together they are adventuring through life, intent on loving Jesus and His Church.
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