Somewhere in my memoirs is a Beetle
Bailey comic strip printed in September 1999 – maybe 2000. Of course, I can’t locate it and thus I will
describe what happens (although it will take more time).
For those not familiar with Col.
Hathaway (or General – whatever he is) he is bald – which I had never thought
about one way or the other as his head is always covered with his army
cap. The only hair that is visible on
his face are two little white eyebrows and a small white mustache (about the
same size as his nose). In this strip,
Hathaway has his hat off and placed on his desk. He announces that he has heard that hair can
be grown through meditation and so he wants to try it.
For the next four frames we see
Hathaway deep in meditation trying so hard to get his hair to grow while his
staff poke fun at his desire. In the
last frame, Hathaway touches his still bald head and comments that it must not
have worked. He doesn’t notice that his
mustache has grown six times its size and extends beyond his face.
Although I would guess it probably
wasn’t Mort Walker’s intent (Walker the creator of Beetle Bailey) that his pun
should represent prayer, that is how I saw it.
I did not laugh when I saw his large mustache. I saw a “prayer” being answered but not the
way the Col. had wanted. Yes, I probably
read too much into this simple comic strip, but I refer to it as an analogy but
must describe it in detail so that I can compare.
So often I will look so long and hard
at my metaphorical scalp where I think the blessing ought to be that I do not notice
that which has been placed beneath my nose. In other words, God provided the
tools I need that I may “grow” the blessing that is needed and not necessarily the
one I was hoping for. I have learned
that often the direction I think I should go is not necessarily the one I should
take. God doesn’t rob me of my free
agency. I can still choose my own
direction, but after some years of experience, I have learned that He is so
much wiser than I and my faith is increased if I follow the path which He sets
for me.
Many of us have climbed mountains and often
feel we don’t have the strength to go on.
But I know that trials make us stronger. Climbing mountains gives a
sense of visibility that we are not able to see from the bottom. I know that struggles will help to strengthen
me one day. I have to have faith.
