Holding His hand
Because I'm so tall, I have a very large step. A normal step for me is seriously about 36" and the estimate is so close that over 100 yards, I'm accurate to within less than a foot if you measure it. I learned this by pacing off things like rooms in the house or the back 40 once.
I used to tell my kids and when I was with my ex, to hold my hand because if you don't it's very easy for me to get ahead of you, however unintentional it is.
Today, I'm remembering to hold God's hand. So to speak. I have a tendency to want to run ahead of Him. OK, that's the job? Let's get going!! I don't wanna wait. I'm all about getting busy, except for this time.
This time, I understand that there's a plan and it's unfolding, but in God's time. And as I look back, what's starting to happen is God is giving me the time to see relationships starting to develop. Others are growing stronger. Bonds are being formed in ways I don't understand because all I can see is the superficial.
Unless I take the time to look back and reflect on some of what has happened. At the time, it didn't make sense, but looking backward today, I can see there's a purpose and a plan for the nonsense of the moment.
I heard once on the radio, a woman said that in her walk, she knows when something is from God when it makes absolutely no sense. Her reasoning is that if it were of man, then there would be a way to explain it.
Holding God's hand keeps me from running. I'm letting things develop instead of trying to "force the shot". I know I'm on the right path. I know I trust God for the outcome. I got reminded of that this morning.
When you quit fighting God and yield, some things start changing. Life is still a struggle, but it's getting easier. Work seems to make the time pass. I'm busier than I'd like to be and life hurts more than I'd like it too, but comfort was never a promise. In fact, I seem to remember being promised trials. I've learned to dance in the rain, and now it seems the clouds are lifting a bit.
That's all I have for today. Glory to God!
I used to tell my kids and when I was with my ex, to hold my hand because if you don't it's very easy for me to get ahead of you, however unintentional it is.
Today, I'm remembering to hold God's hand. So to speak. I have a tendency to want to run ahead of Him. OK, that's the job? Let's get going!! I don't wanna wait. I'm all about getting busy, except for this time.
This time, I understand that there's a plan and it's unfolding, but in God's time. And as I look back, what's starting to happen is God is giving me the time to see relationships starting to develop. Others are growing stronger. Bonds are being formed in ways I don't understand because all I can see is the superficial.
Unless I take the time to look back and reflect on some of what has happened. At the time, it didn't make sense, but looking backward today, I can see there's a purpose and a plan for the nonsense of the moment.
I heard once on the radio, a woman said that in her walk, she knows when something is from God when it makes absolutely no sense. Her reasoning is that if it were of man, then there would be a way to explain it.
Holding God's hand keeps me from running. I'm letting things develop instead of trying to "force the shot". I know I'm on the right path. I know I trust God for the outcome. I got reminded of that this morning.
When you quit fighting God and yield, some things start changing. Life is still a struggle, but it's getting easier. Work seems to make the time pass. I'm busier than I'd like to be and life hurts more than I'd like it too, but comfort was never a promise. In fact, I seem to remember being promised trials. I've learned to dance in the rain, and now it seems the clouds are lifting a bit.
That's all I have for today. Glory to God!
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