Day 30) Wild Card

Seasons never bend to our will.

It’s always “too hot” or “too cold” and “Will spring ever get here?”

Why are we compelled to rush nature, so?

What if, instead, we calmly complied?

What if we bent our wills to the God who created will, instead of willing Him to create differently?

boots and leavesWhat if we took time to smell the roses, or whatever happened to be blooming?

It’s a daunting prospect.

Losing our perfectly coordinated (or so we think) rhythm to a rhythm that will ebb and flow beyond our control.

Fall. Winter. Spring. Summer.  Seasons change.

Busy. Boring. Full. Empty. Seasons change.

What if we simply changed with the change? Rather than fretting about what’s to come or what we just left behind.

How often we fritter our time away by fretting.

I, for one, would rather live.

“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.But even the hairs of your head are all numbered.Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

Matthew 10:29-31

3 Comments

  1. Bek on October 30, 2013 at 11:32 am

    This is lovely. So true and so hard! Great reminder to let God be God and keep me as me.

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  3. Deanna on October 30, 2013 at 12:51 pm

    Amen. I’d rather live too. Crazy how hard it can be do at times.

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