The Words of Another
Sometimes I’ll be merrily traipsing through the day, pausing to read this-and-that on social media, only to come back to something later on with the thought of “Huh – that is something I didn’t really realize I was wrestling with, too.” Yesterday I had a “Huh!” moment with one of my favourite people – Jamie Golden – via her Instagram account where she posted the following picture and accompanying thoughts:
God normally tells me "no." So I may not be your first choice for prayer warrior. His kind decline is usually because I ask for the desires of my heart rather than ask Him to give me the desires of my heart. Such a subtle difference, but one that feels like the widest road to cross. Still, I fling out that mom arm any time He tries to hit the brakes and change my direction. As the leaves give up their fight for Fall, it may be time for me to give up mine. 🍃🍂🍁
I’m not sure what fight(s) I have to give up, but I feel like I’ve been fighting something lately and, like Jamie, it may be time for me to stop. To let things fall that need to fall, to allow for rest and renewal and a proper directing of my feet on this path called Life.
As an aside, Fall may be my favourite season. I love the cooler days, the reintroduction of cozy sweaters and comfy afghans, hearty soups/stews and warm bread, and the changing colours of the leaves. There are also plans for Thanksgiving, NaNoWriMo, and a new season of Doctor Who on the horizon. Ah, Fall! (And the return of Good Earth’s pumpkin pie latte is none too shabby, either.)
Back to the original topic at hand, I think sometimes I feel like I’m somehow being a selfish schmuck for wanting to write stories. Then, again, I read the words of another and am reminded there is good to be found (and spread around!) when I’m making the space to live out a calling in my life.
Perhaps, then, that’s the fight I need to give up – the fight against these words, these stories. Maybe it’s time to let the things that distract me from stringing them together to fall by the wayside … something to ponder and practice in the days ahead for sure.
(Isn’t God just the best, in the ways He’ll speak and guide and help if we’ll but listen to the words of another?)