Puzzles

Everything was fixed, sorted, and arranged.  Scans complete, updates downloaded, and everything arranged; except for some nasty network file that was unknowingly corrupted the notebook’s heart   As I hit send on the dozen emails and a daily thought the connection kept giving me a cheery “goodbye”.  An hour on the phone with customer support didn’t help; reloading software that sits in London really isn’t a solution!  So I sit here wondering.  How could it be?  Why didn’t my planning work out?  What will people think?
 
In the cool of the morning it is easy to see that I am missing the even bigger questions you and I have each day.  Where are my opportunities going to come from for the day?  What will be my mission this morning?  Spirit, what is Divinity’s leading for today?
 
I know there is a tendency for many to think I am talking about something that just doesn’t happen.  The logic behind this reaction is logical, normal, and understandable, but the world’s logic doesn’t need to be ours.  Even in Jesus’ time there were those that could not understand his words.  History records the reaction to a warning and promise that he was going to go away.
 
“The Jews put their heads together.  ‘Where do you think he is going that we won't be able to find him?  Do you think he is about to travel to the Greek world to teach the Jews?’”  (John 7.32-35) 
 
Today I find myself staring out into the foggy stillness of a morning silently reverent.  The rowdy songs have given up to the quietness of ducks searching for some food on the small lake in front of the stately farm house from years gone by.  I wish I could hear the sound of the sea I know is just a short distance over the dunes, but I can’t.  I wish I was checking on my three girls, making sure that they were sleeping, but that will wait for another day.  I wish I could hear God; if I stop and open my heart I can.