Flipping

We write our stories as we go along, which can be dangerous. We make assumptions and decisions about what happened and why. We assign meaning or virtue to pieces and parts, and all to often we decide what God is doing and what God's will is before we have enough distance to really see the whole picture.

YoYo and I love to read stories together. When he is curled up on my lap and invested it is some of the best "BabaYoYo" time. Last night, like many nights before, as I was reading one page he would flip to the next page before I finished. I guess he thinks he knows what is about to happen so he's ready to move on to the next part of the story. I remind him again that he needs to listen to the story because if we don't read the whole page then what happens later won't make sense. So I started reading again, and after a page or two he started trying to browse the rest of the pages while leaving the page I am on just open enough to read. It didn't really work. So I stopped reading and closed the book. "you aren't really interested in the story right now, you just want to figure out what happens." We go through this a lot. He always wants me to finish reading and I do, reminding him to focus on the story and not just the pictures.

How like my life. I am always in danger of missing the beauty of what my Father is doing because I am busy flipping pages. Here I am making decisions and proclamation before I really know what has happened; before I can see what He sees clearly written just a few lines ahead. I think that is the danger of blogging sometimes. I guess we'll see.