paddling wisdom
Man I love paddling at the lake
I should go more often
I should go every week
I should go every day
I should live there
Man!
So I've paddled across the lake, past the sliders and snappers on logs, past the island inhabited by obnoxious geese, past the pot bellied fishermen and I'm gliding into an inlet in search of the perfect place to get out, stretch my legs, mark my territory, eat lunch, lie on the grass and read the Bible.
I see this spot covered in little purple flowers and think, "how perfect". But then I think, "what's farther in, maybe there's something better up ahead". I feel like there's a metaphor for my life here but I don't care.
I go all the way back, find a little beach and get out. There's an old gravel road that takes me through a forest of wisteria trees the fragrance of which was completely amazing. Watered and stretched out I get back into my boat and head back to the bank covered in little purple flowers to eat lunch and read.
I'm wondering if there's a message in this experience for me. So I crack open the Bible. It falls open to Psalm 139.
"Lord you have tried me
And you know me
You know me when I sit
And when I rise...
(You know me when I'm at work
and when I paddle across the lake)..."
There's a CS Lewis quote written in red over it in my Bible.
"The true Christian's nostril should be continually set on the inner cesspool."
What is the lesson? I'll tell you. I can make my circumstances say anything I want them to. If I really want to know the meaning of life and or my actions or God's desire for my life then I should read the Bible not my circumstances!
