Why do we doubt the work of the Lord in our lives as though He were some drunk driver who can’t be trusted behind the wheel – erratically steering the car of our lives this way and that with no rhyme or reason?
It is my own understanding that can’t be trusted! I know my mind is more given to erratic steering when I think I’ve got it all figured out – or worse – when I decidedly DON’T and still insist upon steering the car!
Case in point – jumping to conclusions about something and rather than calmly putting the horse before the cart – we put the cart before the horse and come to a complete STOP. That cart isn’t going anywhere if the horse isn’t moving it. In fact – it stands a good chance of rotting into the elements that be, standing there so exposed and unprotected, unable to continue in the work it weas designed to do or even, to take shelter in the carriage house.
I got like that the other day. I completely misunderstood something and jumped to the worst possible case scenario and felt suddenly upended and halted in my tracks – unable to move forward – terror stricken! Though I knew the Lord had brought me to a place and called me to a particular work, I entertained the idea that it had all been a ruse and He brought me only so far just to drop kick me into a Job-like turmoil just for the fun of testing me beyond bearing.
Really? Is that the character of the God who gave His life for me on the cross???
How thankful I am for the priesthood of my husband to speak PEACE, sense, and Christ to the situation. How wondrous of the Lord to provide a knowledgeable friend WITHIN THE HOUR to rearrange the horse and cart in my mind – and heart – allowing me to regain my spiritual balance with an informed thought scenario of TRUTH beyond dispute.
I had stopped short – disconnecting my cart from the Horse – believing an untruth out of my own ignorance.
Then, I remembered the first words of my devotional reading that morning:
Even in my lapse of faith, the Lord’s Presence was there every minute with that nagging Holy Spirit voice telling me to re-read what I’d read and prayed over that very morning!
My scripture reading that morning? Meme worthy, I daresay . . .
So – lesson learned. I hope. Anxiety is so very destructive. Ignorance is NOT bliss. Jesus – take the wheel and the reins and help me stay firmly belted into the seat. Only then can I take joy in the ride – and fly – bounding forward in all good things and beauty . . . like the hinds on the hills . . .
Sharing my Morning Rumination this week with:
P.S.: The meme photo of the mountain goats was taken in the early 1990’s in Yellowstone National Park where I watched in amazement at these creatures jumping effortlessly from tiny crag to tiny crag on a sheer cliff hillside, maintaining their balance and enjoying the beauty of the world in which the Lord created them to live. It is an image that I have held deep and dear to my heart for over twenty years – and the original photo I took I’ve kept framed by my desk since that day.