Life at times throws strange circumstances at us. I have learnt from past experiences that it’s no use to worry, to fret over things we don’t have any control over. The best thing with those things are to put them into God’s hands and leave them there. He knows best, and He will work it out. He is working them out.
At times my heart aches and I’d so like to push those obstacles – which stand in our way as huge rocks – out of the way. I’d like to push, and shove; I’d like to be able to just make it disappear, and I could just rant and rave, because it doesn’t.
Perhaps it’s human nature to want to see the way ahead of us, to want to be able to plan, to have things figured out way in advance. Then we can feel good, it sort of gives us hope, as we can see, and can have an idea of how things will happen, how things will work out.
However, there are times when we cannot see that far at all. Hardly anything at all, perhaps only to the end of our noses. That’s when fretting comes into the picture more than usual. We try to figure it out this way, or that way, and we just don’t know, we just can’t see it. If we can see anything at all, it’s those obstacles that loom in the way, and lots of unknown factors. Hope seems to fade.
Are these perhaps the times when we must walk by faith and not by sight? When we must hold onto God’s hands, looking not to the right, nor to the left, only into His gentle and loving eyes, guiding us forward?
Perhaps “forward” in this case means staying put and waiting on Him till the fog lifts and the way is made clear. Perhaps it means just trudging ahead, one step at a time, putting one leg painstakingly ahead of the other, and keeping on doing that, however long it takes, however slow it appears, just because we believe that that’s the way we must tread.
Even if all we can see, is that tiny stretch of the way: the next step. Even if it’s hard to lift that leg, as though the way is covered with murk and mud, even though the weather conditions are harsh, even though the fog is thick, and the night seems longer than usual.
Written: December, 2011
For my Kids out there 