Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. (NIV)
The human soul was created by God to recognize its creator and to rely on His strength. Last night I couldn’t sleep and my mind kept thinking about this scripture. This morning I opened up the book “Unglued” and started reading where I had left off. I’m reading this book in conjunction to the Orange Rhino Challenge to not yell. Wouldn’t you know the chapter dealt with the power of Jesus’ name. One paragraph stood out to me and it just captured my heart:
When I am in an unglued place, I can invite a power beyond my own into the situation by simply speaking His name. I don’t have to know what to do. I don’t have to have all the answers. I don’t have to remember everything I learned in Bible study last week. I just have to remember one thing, one name – Jesus.
I thought, well isn’t that the easiest thing (sarcasm), but as I thought about it more I realized that while I’m in a tirade I can’t think about all the great things people suggest for me to do or say. I’m so angry my thoughts can’t seem to go anywhere else. This doesn’t take any thought. Just one word. That’s all. No thinking. So what would it hurt to try just saying His name when I get angry?
With my twins, when one gets whiney. the other, who hasn’t a care in the world at the time, has to whine too. What is up with that? So when the whining started and kept going and going, I could feel me getting irritated and my blood pressure rising. I said out loud “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.” At one point today I started singing the song “Jesus, There’s Just Something About That Name” and my boys came running over to quietly listen. It was a miracle and I’m not just being being silly, it worked. I could feel my blood pressure going down and a slight peace coming. Now it didn’t make my kids stop whining and I still had to deal with the kids’ behaviors, but it got me to a place where I could think. That my friend is called the beginning of self-control.
Why does this work, because it’s not just a quirky little gimmick? I believe in the power of God, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. I have a relationship with God and we talk. Have you ever had a friend so close that when times get hard you call them and just talking with them makes you feel better? That’s what this is. God knows me so well that all I have to do is call on Him and I feel Him there. He doesn’t take the hard work out of the situation but He gives me the calm that I need to handle it. I wish that I had thought about this simple thing long before now. I’ve tried to remember to pray, quote scripture, take deep breaths and the list goes on but in the heat of the moment all that I’ve learned to do can’t be recalled on short notice. His name is so familiar that I don’t have to think about it. It’s easy. It works. It’s what I’ve needed for such a long time. I’ll still be struggling to not yell but now I’ve taken a giant step to being able to have self-control over my anger.