Brave the Grey
Chilled heart braves the grey dawn, wandering in search of what it may already possess. Magnificent gift or audacious grab. Turning off the path, the dew dances around my ankles and the quest loses some urgency in the seductive glories of the moment. Icy winds swoop in with an abrupt reminder that loitering is not safe during the storm season. I pick up my pace and wonder whether obtaining my goal or getting out of the cold is my greater drive. What seemed easily true journeying along lush riverbanks may no longer be the case in the desert. We assume much when we we traverse paths blazed by others. Neither the dim grey light nor the harshness of the terrain will steal my courage, though maybe steel my nerve.
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Karl, this touched a nerve with me. Great thoughts!
You say, "What seemed easily true journeying along lush riverbanks may no longer be the case in the desert. We assume much when we we traverse paths blazed by others."
It's one of the big paradoxes of life. We can only learn from our own experiences and the experiences of others. But knowing what elements of past experiences will apply to future experiences takes a special kind of wisdom.
As an English teacher I was always wrestling with students who wanted the perfect model for their essays. They were looking for a formula. Plug in the thesis here. Plug in a quote here. Summarize your three points. And get an A.
Too often I find myself approaching life the same way. I want the formula for each situation.
I pray to my Teacher and ask for formulas I can control. Don't make me trust you, God. Just tell me what to do.
Like a good Teacher, God must be shaking his celestial head.
The truth is never that easy. If we seek answers from Him, if we seek Him, He won't let us settle for the over-simplifications. He doesn't put us off with easy answers.
He gives us the big dark difficult truth.
And He says, "Trust in me. You can handle it."
He insi
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