Happy Dance

Today I woke up and it was a lovely Saturday morning, one of those that come at the end of winter, but not quite yet Springtime. The sky was blue and the sun was out and yet there was still a slight chill in the wind.

And I marvelled at how the seasons just slip out of one and into the next. How do the Spring flowers know when to pop up from the ground? How do the birds know when to start preparing and make their nests for the spring hatchings? How do the trees know exactly the right time to give birth to new leaves and the right time to drop them all and batten down for the winter?

Life is a miracle.... its so perfectly balanced until man interfers in the cycle. An animal or bird dies and it is either absorbed back into the ground or it goes on the food chain for those that are needing to be fed. How can anyone believe that this all happened by accident?

God knows every sparrow and He knows the lifespan of every sparrow, He created them, He created us as well, He knows and numbers every hair on our head, He knew us whilst we were being formed in our mothers womb.

Just as the world goes through its seasons and slides from one into the next and the world carries on in this manner, so also do our lives. We go through seasons in our lives, and when we have learned the lessons God intends for us to learn in one season, He then takes us into the next season of our lives. Just as in the natural, there is pruning and triming and feeding and transplanting, so it is also in our lives.

Embrace the season that God has you in at this time, it is for a reason and once He has done that work in your life then He will move us on to the next season and eventually to being perfected.

Psalm 147:4 He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name.

Mat 10:29 Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father.

"Look at the birds in the sky," he commands. "They do not sow or reap, they gather nothing into barns, yet your heavenly God feeds them. Are not you more important than they?" As Jesus points out, the birds have enough to eat, find shelter, enjoy companions, and manage to raise their young. The Creator provides abundantly for these little creatures, Jesus observes, but we are far more important than the birds. God has numbered every hair on our heads. God beholds our every move. God loves each one of us unconditionally, infinitely, madly, lavishly. We belong to God.

In His Love

Les


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