Failures, Eggs, and Children

Whiplash.  Again!

Forty-five minutes into today's article and I was thinking it was turning out pretty good. But then I stopped. When it no longer feels "right", it is time to move on. Bookshelf this one for another day, then.

This is not giving up. It's re-routing. It's turning around, I will compare this to the GPS as it starts whining when you make that wrong turn.  This technology allows for mistakes and will always continue serving destination-specific instructions. We will get where we need to go.

Sometimes, I think that's what happens here. My Guide speaks softly, "Not today. Go here instead." And the direction, even one in which I prefer NOT to travel, is clear. It is getting me where I NEED to go.

Open Arms

Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, 

you will never enter the Kingdom of heaven.  Matt 18:3

Children are born knowing only "me".  Yes, they're selfish. That doesn't seem like a goal we should pursue.

Children are born messy, noisy and hard to control.  That sounds like us - but again, not much of a spiritual mission.

Children are born completely dependent on us.  Well, we are told to give our lives over to God.  I suppose that could be what He means.

This little record of ramblings called Sandals and a Stick is the attempt to look for God in this small world of mine. The more I look, the more I find.