Sitting out in my courtyard during my devotion time this morning, I was reminded of God's big world, and also His small world.
The sky was beyond blue. The leaves of the poplar tree were completely still. Most folks were already at work, so there was little traffic noise. It was so quiet and peaceful that a squirrel sauntered across the roof of my neighbor's garage (my place is attached to that garage) oblivious to my sitting right below him. He wasn't in a hurry. He wasn't frantic or scared... at least not that I could tell (I guess I could have whispered something to him :) ). He just continued in his own little world, probably making a decision as to where he'd search for that next acron to store away for winter.
Why do I get frantic and sooooo scared of "what could be?" Likely, if I'd look up to the sky more often, whisper a prayer for God's protection more often, listen for His response more often, I'd have more peace of mind and heart and soul.
I'm sure that squirrel is more at peace than I've been a lot of the time. Yet... how much more does my Heavenly Father care about me? Maybe I need to learn to be more like the neighborhood squirrels... only less furry. :)
The sky was beyond blue. The leaves of the poplar tree were completely still. Most folks were already at work, so there was little traffic noise. It was so quiet and peaceful that a squirrel sauntered across the roof of my neighbor's garage (my place is attached to that garage) oblivious to my sitting right below him. He wasn't in a hurry. He wasn't frantic or scared... at least not that I could tell (I guess I could have whispered something to him :) ). He just continued in his own little world, probably making a decision as to where he'd search for that next acron to store away for winter.
Why do I get frantic and sooooo scared of "what could be?" Likely, if I'd look up to the sky more often, whisper a prayer for God's protection more often, listen for His response more often, I'd have more peace of mind and heart and soul.
I'm sure that squirrel is more at peace than I've been a lot of the time. Yet... how much more does my Heavenly Father care about me? Maybe I need to learn to be more like the neighborhood squirrels... only less furry. :)
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