There has been a lot going on in our lives lately, so, my husband and I decided we needed a weekend of "US" time. Just the family hanging out together, having fun, and enjoying one another.
Saturday we went to an exotic pet store, Corbin's Exotic Pets in Marengo, IL to be exact. It was awesome! Anyone who enjoys pet stores would love this one. Then we came home to burgers on the grill and a movie. Had a great time.
Sunday we decided to head out early and take the hour and a half drive to Utica, IL to visit Starved Rock State Park. We heard that they have 18 canyons there, some with beautiful waterfalls that flow freely in the early spring.
We started off on our journey enjoying the 70 degree weather and the beauty of the amazing sights God had created. Our favorite was French Canyon. It had two waterfalls and a cool stream. You can actually walk into the canyon and stand at the foot of the tallest waterfalls edge.
During this time our 12 year old son was hopping around and scaling the walls, having a great time and asking if he could go higher (We said no of course). Then right before my eyes he leaped out of the way of an oncoming tourist and fell 8ft down into the pool of water at the base of the small waterfall! Yep!
At first I laughed because it was, well...funny! But I soon realized that I did not know how to get him out of there. In the moment, I have to admit, I did not turn to Jesus, even though I thought about it...DUH! Very soon what was once humor turned into a stupid sort of determination. I was looking over the edge of the canyon and in a stern voice telling my son "You better find a way out of there right now!" DUH again! Like he knew how to get out!
What I did not know was that my very wise, discerning husband had already scoped out the situation and had a plan. He however, failed to share this information with me, so when he had my son start walking farther into the ditch of the canyon I was asking "What are you doing, how is he going to scale a 12ft wall???" While I was busy questioning, my husband was leading my son in the direction of a tree that had fallen and was acting as a bridge from one side of the ditch to the other.
When I should have just been trusting, I was questioning. My questioning kept me from being able to enjoy watching wisdom at work in my husband and I was not any longer enjoying myself.
Do you see what I see? We, or at least I, do this with God sometimes. When He is leading me into the "ditch" I find myself questioning..."how am I going to scale a 12ft wall?" when I should simply be trusting. He always has the situation scoped out, and He has a plan. This spoke very loudly to me this morning concerning other areas of my life that I have been overly concerned with.
I have been reminded that it is not our job or our responsibility to figure out God's plan. It is simply our job to trust and believe as we are lead by the Holy Spirit.
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