(A devotion)
I was a real Tomboy as a child and loved to explore the
many footpaths that ran across our farm.
The African bush was my Eden – a place to escape when I needed to be
closer to my Maker. Even then I felt God’s gentle presence in my life.
In a desperate bid to escape the growing tension in the
farm-house one day, I ran off into the bush. With perspiration dripping down my
young face, I hastened along the mountain path towards the water-reservoir near
the waterfall. I was ten-years-old at
the time; young, impressionable and already searching for meaning. Who was I
and what was my purpose on this planet?
It took me half an hour to reach my sanctuary – a precarious
seat on the rim of the open reservoir. The valley around me echoed with life;
cicada beetles, birds, and the breeze that whipped through the valley. I dropped
to my haunches and dipped my feet into the icy water. Reflections of sunshine
shimmered across the water.
My attention was soon drawn to the pond-skimmers – little
beetles that created chaotic patterns on the waters’ surface. They buzzed
around in seemingly mindless patterns; a web of incomprehensible motion.
This was the moment when I realised that God’s plan is absolutely
perfect. Like the pond-skimmers, our lives appear chaotic. We run around with mindless goals and futile
aspirations. On our own, our lives are limited; imperfect. Yet behind it all,
God is in control. His beautiful
universe is ordered and fits together perfectly. We only have to reach for His
guiding-hand to be embraced into His Perfect Plan.
"For I know the plans I have for your," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29:11)
PRAYER FOCUS
"Dear Lord, teach me to rest in Your Perfect plan."
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May our dear Lord bless you today.
With love
Caryl
Oh yes, that is the key, resting in His plan and not writhing to "go" or whining to get "my way." I wouldn't want to live in a world where God was not Sovereign, I shudder at the thought and am thankful for the absolute truth of this devotion.
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ReplyDelete"I was ten-years-old at the time; young, impressionable and already searching for meaning. Who was I and what was my purpose on this planet?" Wow. I did not begin that journey until around age seventeen.... ;op
This will most likely be my last comment for awhile as Grandma is flying in from California tonight. We shall see.... ;)
Love you later, Raelyn and Rose