Control is the evil-magician’s greatest illusion. Since Adam and Eve, the enemy has spun the idea that we could somehow control our own destiny by reason, effort or creativity. Throughout the bible and throughout history, man has planted his pennant into the top of a hill and said look at me. Without fail, life has toppled; plans have failed and the immortal have proven themselves extremely mortal. In the end, we all realize that the control we thought we had, rests at the bottom of the sea like the unsinkable Titanic. Solomon reminds us to never count on one thing to save us, diversify and rely upon God. Then God and God alone can and will direct our paths. Help me Lord, to follow your lead and look to you to control my life.
God Bless You
3 When clouds are heavy, the rains come down.
Whether a tree falls north or south, it stays where it falls.
4 Farmers who wait for perfect weather never plant.
If they watch every cloud, they never harvest.
5 Just as you cannot understand the path of the wind or the mystery of a tiny baby growing in its mother’s womb,[c] so you cannot understand the activity of God, who does all things.
6 Plant your seed in the morning and keep busy all afternoon, for you don’t know if profit will come from one activity or another—or maybe both.