Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Hanging By A Thread

Watching Elliot put up a trellis by the front door this morning, I was surprised when a small green worm appeared out of no where, riding the breeze above our heads. He seemed to have dropped down low enough to get our attention. I wondered what it meant?

Hanging by a thread, is what came to mind.

It was amazing how his thread was so fine it was invisible but yet strong enough to support his weight. He worked with determination, wiggling his way higher weaving strands as he climbed upwards. I could see how he had been programmed with everything necessary to make the journey. And that it was all within him. With action and trust, he was doing it. He was in charge, weaving his destiny inch by inch. This little visitor got me to thinking about how our ego often talks us out of stepping out in faith because we don't have what it takes. Convinced if we only had more of this or that, we could make a go of it. But in truth with the indwelling Christ we are blessed with all that we need to fulfill our purpose in Him.

Wishing you a joyful day with your Angels.