Up today is the lovely lady I get to hang out with all week: Erik's mom, Anne. Erik's parents live on one of the breathtaking Gulf Islands off the west coast of Canada, accessible by boat, ferry, or float plane. I'm happy to "share" her with you through her story today. Enjoy!
It was a beautiful summer day on the island. One of those
days when the warmth of God’s sun seems to touch your heart. We were in the
middle of “changeover” day. People come to stay in our home each
week to enjoy a time away on the island with our Lord and I was busily getting
ready. Beds were changed and looked inviting, the bathrooms were clean, and now
the porch and walkway needed a sweep. Looking out on the water, the ferry was
about 10 minutes from docking……would there already be guests for our home on
it?
Moving quickly with broom in hand, I saw the spiders had
taken over again. How quickly they worked creating their webs and placing their
anchor strands across peoples’ paths. My heart turned away from the beauty of
God’s day. Suddenly a “battle
feeling” surfaced as I finished the porch work, and now on the walkway sweeping
quickly, wondering how many seconds were left before the ferry docked.
Next, the dry earth, crusted from many hot sunny days and no
watering, caught my eye. Leaves on the smaller bushes looked wilted and hanging
as if needing a drink. I quickly grabbed the hose to rescue them in their
plight. The battle continued to be overbearing as I now had another mission to
accomplish. Glancing ahead I
spotted a cobweb, gently bobbing in the space across the pathway. A few fine
threads anchored it to the bushes along each side. Anger now took over and taking the hose I sprayed the water in full force directly at the cobweb,
certain that it would disappear.
Instead, still hovering on its anchor strands, it became filled with
droplets of water. The sun being at the right angle shone through the droplets,
making the web a brilliant jewel. Tears trickled down my cheeks as my ugly
heart surfaced. God had rescued me
again, and in such a beautiful way.
Often my greatest learning in knowing and understanding His
ways has been one of resting and
trusting in Him for His sake, not the accomplishments of the everyday and doing
all the good and right things.
This is such a lovely entry, dear Anne, and so relevant to the "Martha" attitude I find myself having at times "when company is coming!" Thank you for the reminder of the joy that is in the journey.
ReplyDeletelove,
marlit
ps don't mind the cobwebs when I finally come out to see ya'll!