Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience in the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.
God is awake. ~Victor Hugo
There is much that happens between sowing the wheat seed and baking the bread.
The seeds turn into kernels before they become loaves that satisfy. There is a time when they are buried underground with no signs of bearing grain. If the story stopped there, we'd have be no bread.
Too often we turn off the camera there. We fold up the tripod, call it a day. We think it's over. In life, as in farming, there are times when we simply cannot see what's going on. We see only in part.
Some things just cannot be rushed. In our haste we dart around searching for a substitute to hedge our bets in case the harvest doesn't come in as we thought. We don't wait well.
We gorge ourselves on frozen waffles rather than wait on rising bread.
It is discomfiting to face that we are not in control. How did we come to believe that we were ever in charge? Perhaps we finally yield in humility and find that we are still within the watchful care of our loving God.
God does not panic. He makes all things beautiful in its time. That part is for our benefit, because God is not bound by time or space.
Courage and patience take time to develop. Surely as night follows day, we will mature in the faith if we do not lose heart. Though we may grow weary, we will be refreshed.
Thanks be to God.
The seeds turn into kernels before they become loaves that satisfy. There is a time when they are buried underground with no signs of bearing grain. If the story stopped there, we'd have be no bread.
Too often we turn off the camera there. We fold up the tripod, call it a day. We think it's over. In life, as in farming, there are times when we simply cannot see what's going on. We see only in part.
Some things just cannot be rushed. In our haste we dart around searching for a substitute to hedge our bets in case the harvest doesn't come in as we thought. We don't wait well.
We gorge ourselves on frozen waffles rather than wait on rising bread.
It is discomfiting to face that we are not in control. How did we come to believe that we were ever in charge? Perhaps we finally yield in humility and find that we are still within the watchful care of our loving God.
God does not panic. He makes all things beautiful in its time. That part is for our benefit, because God is not bound by time or space.
Courage and patience take time to develop. Surely as night follows day, we will mature in the faith if we do not lose heart. Though we may grow weary, we will be refreshed.
Thanks be to God.
I will lift up my eyes to the mountains;
From whence shall my help come?
My help comes from the LORD,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD is your keeper;
The LORD is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
The LORD will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.
The LORD will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever. ~ Psalm 121
