In today’s vernacular, this description may evoke an image of an overbearing and fiercely protective mother. However, in previous generations, it would usually bring to mind the familiar fairy tale of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. Although there are different interpretations, Goldilocks usually ended up picking the porridge, chair, and bed that was just right!
Although nearly all versions depict Goldilocks picking the Baby Bear’s porridge, a recent tongue in cheek study debunked her choice and claimed that Mama Bear’s porridge should have been the correct choice. Hot porridge was poured into three different sized bowls. Papa Bear’s large bowl allowed it to cool down faster, so it was too cold. Baby Bear’s bowl was too small, so it retained the heat and was too hot. Only Mama Bear’s bowl was the correct size to yield the right temperature. I agree!
Psychologists and pundits can debate the many morals of the story such as the dangers of trespassing or selfishness, but one always stood out to me: the desire to find perfection after many tries. Like Goldilocks, I spent much of my life striving to find situations that were “just right”. I was impatient, lurching from one major to another in college, changing three times before finally declaring my eventual major of biology in the first month of my senior year. My spiritual life was no different. I was an atheist throughout high school before abruptly embracing a universalistic religion that followed a self-proclaimed prophet. But that was not enough and I took advanced studies in Hinduism and Buddhism in a futile attempt to find the religion that was just right-always searching but never arriving.
Two things I asked of You, Do not refuse me before I die: Keep deception and lies far from me, Give me neither poverty nor riches; Feed me with the food that is my portion, That I not be full and deny You and say, “Who is the LORD?” Or that I not be in want and steal, And profane the name of my God.
Proverbs 30:7-9 (NASB)
It was only through God’s grace and mercy that He led me to confess and repent of my sins and accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. Slowly, He began to change my attitude. The restlessness, the relentless pursuit of finding every situation to be just right no longer consumed me. My focus was now on growing my relationship and faith with God. This time, instead of disappointing me and leaving me unfulfilled, I found peace. I did not understand it but I knew I had finally found the perfect fit for my life. I didn’t have too much or too little.
It was just right!
Love and trust the Lord; seek His will in your life.