- When you can't keep up with daddy, find a place where you can watch Him. Sydney finally pulled up a seat on our front porch. From that vantage point she could keep an eye on what I was doing. Many of us when we realize how big God is and how small we are just head off on our own. We lose sight and interest in what our Father is doing. Instead, I recommend staying in a spot where you can see what he's doing. You may not be able to keep up with everything he's doing, but it's worth your time to keep your eyes on Him.
- When you can't keep up with daddy, occupy yourself with what He's given you. Sydney had a blue ball that I had given her to play with. God has given us a lot. When we find ourselves keeping our eyes on Him, we can occupy ourselves with the blessings he's given us. Sometimes things get taken away too. I take things away from Sydney from time to time based on what I think she needs, or items I don't think are right for her to have at the time. And maybe the most provacative thought from this is that sometimes I take things away from her because she is annoying me with it and keeping me from doing what I'm doing. In the child-centric society we live in we don't see God as He is sometimes. It is a Father centric world that He's created. If he takes things away that's his business. And nobody likes whiners.
- When you can't keep up with daddy, grow up. Sydney is 3 years old. It's no wonder that she can't keep up with me. But it won't be long that her body will mature and grow, and she will keep up with me. Just because you can't keep up with what God is doing now, doesn't mean you can't eventually grow and mature to the point it is easier to keep up. When you grow up your father will be proud of you, happy to share parts of his work with you, and give you responsibility in His family.
Friday, May 23, 2008
When you can't keep up with Daddy...
This morning I had the girls (a typical Friday morning) I kept them here at the house, and when I laid Ellie down for her morning nap, I took Sydney out to play while I mowed the lawn. For some reason Sydney found a reason to be near me as much as possible. I would find myself almost tripping over her at times, because it seemed like she was always following me around. When I settled into my main mowing pattern (parallel lines to the house) Sydney was literally following me row for row, but after a while she couldn't keep up any more. That was when the idea that many of us are like that with God popped into my head. So here are some lessons when you can't keep up with your daddy...
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3 comments:
Great thoughts... I've also discovered that beatings, Nyquil, and heavy doses of turkey can keep the girls from a little groggy. Are you the one that told me that?
No, that wasn't wisdom from me, but sounds about right. :-)
I have to say. one of the more profound and yet practical thoughts I've read on a blog in a while. that's why i love mowing the lawn. it seems as though my best thoughts come while walking back and forth. it's almost as if our brains function to the cadence of making parallel lines with the lawn mower. good stuff Ben. have a good sunday!
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