In the back yard playing with my Niece, we were going to kick a huge ball around. As we were walking to open the fence to play out front --- she saw a dragon (well, a wagon). Ocassionally, no matter how old we are I think we have a tendancy to rename things. And is it me, or don't we all sometimes want to be somewhere else? If we are in front yard we want to be in back. If we are inside the house we want to be outside. She dropped the ball and immediately wanted to play with this old, rusted, but still good-for-rock-collecting wagon. She likes to find rocks and drop them down the little holes in the sewage lid, so she can hear the little splashing sound it makes. She actually calls the drainage sewer a bridge...makes sense to me.
Once we started walking with the wagon, I took note of how often she would look back to see how far we had come from where had left. I watched the tug of war going on in her thoughts of trying to decide to turn back or keep on going...exploring. Her want to keep on going reminded me of the lingering feelings I have had since childhood as I have become an adult. Knowing good and well God is right there watching me. Patiently waiting for me to take the next step. Allowing me to decide and realize what it is that I really want. When my niece would be walking down the middle of the road or looking slightly confused as she was hurried forward...when she listened for my voice...instruction came...understanding and joyful peace.
I am encouraged to know regardless of the steps I take; every choice I make deepens my dependance upon God for comfort, counsel, and trust. There is alot I do not know in where I am going, but if I will listen for His voice...instruction will come...understanding...and assurance that He knows and sees so much more than I do.
