On Being A Fool…
There was a moment of blinding revelation as the rose-tinted glasses were wrenched from my eyes and I saw myself for who I was. And with my next breath I started fervently hoping that God suffers fools gladly. Make that singular with a capital F and you have yours truly!
I find that I am not good at being led. I always want to be two steps ahead of God if not alongside Him. Which brings us to the inevitable result – me having to learn lessons the hard way with a bump and a crash.
As I painfully picked up the pieces, I saw an incongruous image in my mind – God pushing a wheelbarrow and I sitting in it, weeping copiously at just about every situation and circumstance. It would be quite funny if it weren’t so true! And then it struck me. I was facing the wrong way! Sitting and peering into the darkness and uncertainty was what led to the afore-mentioned moment-of-blinding-revelation! I needed to turn and face Him. After all, since He’s pushing the wheelbarrow, my peering ahead isn’t going to help Him in any way! However, if I keep my eyes on Him, I won’t find myself doing idiotic things (like thinking I know better, for one!)
So as I continue this highly adventurous wheelbarrow journey, I turn myself around and sit facing my Maker, and I find that He is all I need. I now realise that deep down, having Him is all I truly desire. And the words of this hymn echo my thoughts –
I find that I am not good at being led. I always want to be two steps ahead of God if not alongside Him. Which brings us to the inevitable result – me having to learn lessons the hard way with a bump and a crash.
As I painfully picked up the pieces, I saw an incongruous image in my mind – God pushing a wheelbarrow and I sitting in it, weeping copiously at just about every situation and circumstance. It would be quite funny if it weren’t so true! And then it struck me. I was facing the wrong way! Sitting and peering into the darkness and uncertainty was what led to the afore-mentioned moment-of-blinding-revelation! I needed to turn and face Him. After all, since He’s pushing the wheelbarrow, my peering ahead isn’t going to help Him in any way! However, if I keep my eyes on Him, I won’t find myself doing idiotic things (like thinking I know better, for one!)
So as I continue this highly adventurous wheelbarrow journey, I turn myself around and sit facing my Maker, and I find that He is all I need. I now realise that deep down, having Him is all I truly desire. And the words of this hymn echo my thoughts –
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
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