Vagary: An odd, eccentric, or unexpected action or bit of conduct.
Life unfolds in a deliciously inconsistent fashion. It comes at us steadily and of its own accord. Sometimes it feels as if it is rushing toward us at an impossible speed; sometimes it flows like cold molasses. When we want a break, we feel like we don’t have a minute to catch our breath. And when we would like a little spark of excitement, life seems to be cold drizzle on a gloomy day.
We think that it is best to keep trudging forward. God has His own unique and clever way of directing the play; the plan is good and well thought out. All contingencies have been considered and possible emergencies prepared for. Rest assured that everything that is in our best interest is taken care of. This doesn’t mean that our wants are indulged but it does mean that our needs are met.
God expects some basic locomotion. He doesn’t expect us to hook up a chain and pull the entire train with our teeth. Neither does he permit us to sit in the first class dining car and smoke Cuban cigars and nibble on a lot of the tiny chilled shrimps. We need to go but sometimes we need to stop. It’s not always clear which action we should be taking but that’s all part of the madness.
We do our part – we walk forward each day. God does his part – he shows us where to go.
Friday, April 18, 2008
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