Good morning…
Every year the month of May swirls out of our control, ripping up our school year routines, not yet sprouting the seeds of summer. Weddings. Graduations. Goodbyes and hellos. May holds crowded space for the death to what was, the “What next?” of right now, and the unpredictable nature of a brand new birth. Inviting a fresh season, May embodies the mayhem of change. New jobs, homes, adventures. New puppies, spouses, babies. New friends, choices, expectations. New phases of life emerge every May. We cannot cling to what was and we do not know what will grow. The month of May plants herself on our most vulnerable nerve: we have no control over the wider rhythms of life.
Today, the 15th, is the middle of May, and as I open BibleGateway.com this morning to treasure hunt for our Scripture, I am not surprised by the verse of the day. As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things (Ecclesiastes 11:5, NIV).
We do not know the direction, the strength, or the path of the wind. We are not supposed to know. We do not see how a baby is formed in the hiddenness of the womb. We are not supposed to see. We do know understand the work of God, the Maker, the Sustainer of all living things. We are not supposed to understand. In our state of not knowing, not seeing, not understanding we are granted one power, the power to choose. Each day in May and every day of our lives: will we choose to greedily grab for illusive control or will we choose to surrender our whole self to the One God who knows, sees, and understands everything?
Right now God lays on my heart the phase “sow your seed in the morning.” So I type those words into the search bar for BibleGateway.com. Guess what pops up? The words of wisdom holding the right hand of our verse for today.
Sow your seed in the morning,
and at evening let your hands not be idle,
for you do not know which will succeed,
whether this or that,
or whether both will do equally well (Ecclesiastes 11:6, NIV).
In the midst of the mayhem of this middle day in May, did we just sense the subtle breeze of our trustworthy Creator blowing us forward into all that will be?
…Sue…
