But ask the animals, and they will teach you. Ask the birds of the sky, and they will tell you. Speak to the earth, and it will instruct you. Let the fish in the sea speak to you. For they all know that this has come from the hand of the Lord. For the life of every living thing is in his hand, and the breath of every human being. Job 12:7-10
I love it when God and the beauty of His nature stop me in my tracks. During a moving season, it is easy to get caught up in the snare of busyness. What rug color, which knickknack, will it be curtains or blinds, and the list goes on and on during a move or times of transition. Moving, retirement, new family obligations, or a thousand other things can draw us into the trap of busyness. Busyness in any form takes our daily focus away from God. The enemy loves the excuses we use to justify our lack of Godly mindfulness. My special place where I met the Lord each morning is gone, my schedule has changed and finding the right time for a quiet time is complex, or the enemy’s favorite, in my case, that my office where I write isn’t as secluded and cozy in my new home. And it just doesn’t “feel” right. And then you step out your front door, and God in nature snaps you back to where we need to find our rest and wholeness away from the busyness of life. All the lies the enemy uses are washed away by the creation’s flood of beauty.
Josie and I pass the small pond just steps away from our new home every morning. And every morning, the Lord shows me a different scene. Geese quietly floating, ducklings scampering along the banks, or the sun gloriously breaking through the clouds. It begins my day with a reminder that this new day is a gift and God shines through every minute, every second of it. He wants me to pick the right rug color, but He also wants me to ask His opinion. And that’s your Tuesday Tidbit.