So much of life is on the dreaded periphery of our control.
Our
mothers and fathers,
siblings,
relatives.
Our
personality types,
temperament,
mannerism.
Our
ethnicity,
physical features,
predisposed physiology,
DNA.
Our
social status,
cultural world,
communities,
Our world of
political decisions,
religious practices,
social fabric.
At birth, we are vulnerable, weak, and helpless, placed in a boat on a river and left to the mercy of life’s fast-flowing downstream current.
We have recourse to the oars we've been given in the boat of life, to master the art of using them to steer through the tumultuous river of life, to avoid crashing into the rocks of uncertainty, drowning in the rapids of adversity, or getting stranded on the river banks of despair, and to save drowning persons, invite on board crashed victims, or teach others the skill of rowing.
Finally, let’s not forget that God creates salvation opportunities like baby Moses, who is helpless and vulnerable in a basket flowing down the river of life.
“I love Your voice
You have led me through the fire.
In darkest nights
You are close like no other.
I've known You as a Father.
I've known You as a Friend.
And I have lived in the goodness of God” (Goodness of God by CeCe Winans).
Beloved Reflections 