Where the Wild Things Are

I have no idea how many times I read Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are.  This is a boy named Max who wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another, prompting his mother to send him to bed without his dinner. “That night in Max’s room a forest grew, and grew – and grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around and an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Max and he sailed off through night and day and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are.”

The Bible portrays Satan as a roaring wild thing, seeking someone to devour.  The temptation of Jesus brings us face to face with the real dangers of life.  The word we translate temptation used here implies “testing.”  And the test is whether Jesus would turn aside from his appointed path.  When we wander off the path to where the wild things are, we become like Max – lonely and frightened.  Our national preoccupation with fear and terror these days is sapping the joy and pleasure out of traveling, sports events, even going to school! During Lent, I hope you will deal with the “wild things” in your life the way Jesus did. He trusted God’s Word and God’s promises – and he tamed them!