Sometimes my life feels like a collection of amphibious fowl. All paddling for position throughout the minutes and hours of my days.
You know. The proverbial ducks that make their home on the waters of our lives.
People say an impossible task is like trying to herd cats. I say nothing touches the challenge to gain control of the various tasks and goals, thoughts and aspirations, irritants and interruptions, relationships and events that squabble for our attention.
I find myself pursuing the sense of security I enjoy when I can get those feathered friends all lined up, the way they should be.
Or maybe it’s the feeling I crave that I’m somehow in control of what’s happening around me. That would make sense since I feel powerless a lot of the time.
But my carefully thought-through and laid-out plans are often fruitless or counterproductive. Could I be relying on my own skills and abilities rather than my Father’s wisdom, power, and promises?
Could I be bumping into His perfect will with my own limited imagination?
When I’m faced with that type of question I have to go back to what I know.
God is sovereign. He’s the God of order. He loves me enough to send His Son to die in my place. He is working out every detail in my life for my good.
Do I dare trust His arrangement of the ducks in my life according to His plan for me? If I do what might that look like?
I have to admit that God’s order may not look like what I picture.
And His order may unsettle my sense of security.
But God doesn’t lie and He promises to watch over me.
It’s time to release the flock and let the Father handle them.
“for we walk by faith, not by sight [living our lives in a manner consistent with our confident belief in God’s promises]” AMP
Do you dare let God arrange your ducks? What would happen if you did?
Let me know HERE.
I always joke that I not only want my ducks in a row, I want them quacking in unison! 🙂 But this is a good reminder that sometimes God’s plan of quacking in harmony sounds better.