By The Mad Preacher
Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ. (Ephesians 4:15)
Some time ago I was going to Tennessee Wesleyan College where I was working on a pre-seminary degree. One day I was talking to a good friend, who was also a pastor. As pastors often do, we were discussing the activities of the preceding Sunday, while waiting for class to begin.
“What did you preach about Sunday?” I asked.
“Well,” he said. “I started off by asking my congregation a question,” he responded.
“What was the question?” I inquired.
“I asked them, ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’”
I nearly spit my teeth out when I heard that! I couldn’t believe his boldness (or rudeness, depending on your point of view) in saying such a thing. However, later that day, I began to ponder that question. I smiled to myself at the audacity of my friend, but soon my amusement turned to intrigue. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” he had asked. Then I took it a step further and considered, “What do I want to be when I grow up?” It was a provocative question, considering at the time, that I was a man in my late thirties. I had already grown up…or had I?
“…but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” (Isaiah 40:31)
That Hebrew word for “hope” or “wait”(KJV) means, “to wait or look eagerly for.” In other words it is to “wait in hopeful anticipation.” Among other things, the word for “renew” means to “grow up.” For most of us, waiting is not a pleasant thing to do. In this day of microwave ovens and instant coffee we’re not used to waiting. It takes patience and we don’t like to be patient. Nevertheless that’s part of the process. Hopeful anticipation involves time and, after all, who has time these days. However, we must learn to wait on God. This is if we want to become stronger—if we want to grow up.
One of the greatest revelations I can remember having is this, “God is good all the time.” So if God is good all the time, then it stands to reason that everything that He does or permits to happen in our lives is ultimately for our good. God is trying to teach us something. It’s what he has always tried to teach his people―to trust Him. He’s trying to bring us to a place where He has our absolute trust. Then, and only then, will He reveal himself to us.
Consider this, if you will? You’re not going to share your deepest secrets with someone who doesn’t trust you, are you? Of course not, and neither will God. Mutual trust is paramount to making a relationship work—to making it grow. Therefore, waiting leads to hope and hope leads to intimacy and intimacy leads to growth. And it all starts with waiting. Just remember this. The Sovereign Lord is on the throne, and he doesn’t let us down. Just trust Him to do what He wants to do in your life—to help you grow up.
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So… what do you want to be when
I know a man, maybe you know him, too. You never can tell; he might even be you. He knelt at the altar, and that was the end. He’s saved, and that’s all that matters to him.
His spiritual tummy, it can’t take too much. One day a week, he gets a spiritual lunch. On Sunday, he puts on his spiritual best, And gives his language a spiritual rest.
He’s just a faaa… He’s just a fat little baby! Wa, wa, waaaaa…. He wants his bottle, and he him cold as ice. Ba, ba, ba, ba…ba, ba…ba, ba!
He’s been baptized, sanctified, redeemed by the blood, But his daily devotions are stuck in the mud. He knows the books of the Bible and John 3:16. He’s got the biggest King James you’ve ever seen!
I’ve always wondered if he’ll grow up someday. He’s momma’s boy, and he likes it that way. If you happen to see him, tell him I said, “He’ll never grow, if he never gets fed.”
He’s just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fa-at, fat… Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fat, Fa-at, Fat… FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAT, FAAAAAT… little baby. 
 Fat Baby by Amy Grant from her album, Age to Age ©1982 WORD