Saturday, April 2, 2016

Busy Little Squirrel

This morning, as I sat out on my back porch observing the impending storm closing in, I noticed movement high up in one of the trees. A squirrel, tail bouncing, waving back and forth, ran to and fro scampering up and down the tree limbs. Watching more closely, I noticed the squirrel returning to the same spot each time. On further inspection, it appeared the little patch of tree was roundish in shape, a nest perhaps? Little mama squirrel would hustle away from the patch and then back again. Over and over, needless to say, feeding her young who were not yet big enough to find their own food. She did this countless times, never wavering. Upon completing her task, she went out again foraging through the tree.

On the eve of my sixth decade, I reflected on whether I have been just as diligent. Have I endeavored to serve my Lord is such an all-consuming faithful way. If I were totally truthful, I would confess that I have not. When I think of all that my Savior has done for me, when I think of how God has protected me and given me the desires of my heart, I feel lacking in my faithfulness and service.
Ecclesiastes 9:10 says –

Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the realm of the dead, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom.

It is a sobering thought. When I stand before the King of Kings, will He say to me “Well done”? 

I have been blessed to live with a man who has honored the Lord in all his ways. He has been a living witness in seeking God first.  He reminds me daily of the verse in Romans –
We know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purposes. Romans 8:28

I have hung on to his coat tails for these last 40 years. Reaping the benefit of blessings of this man’s faithful, honest service and heart. In the last couple of years I have struggled, seeking direction where God would have me go, what he would have me to do. After a brief but painful illness, I felt the nudging of the Holy Spirit that I am to help and serve my husband in a more complete way, as he follows God's direction. A lot of women seek to fill their lives with work, charity, friendships and other good deeds. For me, that would be a selfish goal. In my heart of hearts, it's not where the Lord has directed my path. 

A man’s heart plans his way, But the LORD directs his steps.
Proverbs 16:9

Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
Matthew 6:33

1 comment:

Lindah said...

I so appreciated your words today. I could identify with your need to know what God wants you to do. Particularly in my more "mature" years. Mothering is done; grandmothering is not logistically feasible. I have less stamina. DH is still very busy following and serving. What should I be doing? It seems like it takes most of my time and energy to be his helpmate. Perhaps I should not feel guilty about that? DH is most appreciative of my support.