The story...
There was a season of my life when I frequently fished on a pier that jutted out into Lake Michigan. It was a great place to enjoy; yet, a place that begged for awareness of the expected and unexpected - to be prepared. You might cast your lure into the air and have a sea gull swoop down and grab your hook. You might hook a 50-year-old sturgeon. Lightening may quickly arrive and find you as the highest point in the area. Your back cast might hook another person in the neck. You might slip on slime, fall into 38 degree water, gash your forehead, and be anchored down with water-filled boots. Or, that rouge wave might sweep over the pier and take all the stuff and people with it.
It'd seem that a person who decides to fish on the pier should also follow the Boy Scout Motto: "Be Prepared" - be in a state of readiness in mind and body to do your duty. Does that mean continuously turning ideas of all the "bad" unexpected things, that might occur, through your mind - like on a Rolodex? How can you bear fruit of love, joy, peace, patience, goodness, kindness, gentleness, faithfulness and self control when you're worrying about what "bad" thing might happen? Can a person who expects doom and gloom really enjoy the life and relationships they've been given?
How would a deer make it through the day if it thought about all of the possibilities that might occur? There was a herd outside my window as I am wrote this blog. They seemed thankful for the sunrise, each other, and trusting their needs to be met. Are you thankfully trusting God's provision and enjoying the cards you're dealt? Or, do you expect doom, gloom and merely hope to get lucky?
It makes sense to be with others who're prepared. Helpers are likely expecting you to come with help if needed too. Within the only church in town, you'd be walking with other pilgrims through life with different capabilities, knowledge, experiences, gifts, abilities, perspectives, levels of preparedness and maturity too. Problems and suffering will occur; yet, fruit will be born among the pain and suffering.
Just for today...
"When we anticipate doom, we lose touch with what is happening now and see the world as a threatening place against which we must be on constant alert. Most of our fears will never come to pass, and if they do, foreknowledge probably won't make us any better prepared." Courage to Change (p. 150)
"Eeyore's gloomy; Piglet antsy - Pooh's slow; Tigger's bouncy."
"Group's better; All of us - Friends together; On the bus." Am I a Poet?
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