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Start in the center, right? I’ve got strong cords for God’s calling, my work, family, and others branching out to hold my structure. Sounds good so far. Weave my efforts from calling through the next section of family and around others…keep going…to a few inches’ start. As long as I can keep focused and go slowly, the pattern looks great. No missed spines or rows. But, I can’t spend all of eternity weaving this basket. At the plod of perfectionism, it’ll take two lifetimes to finish this. A literal deadline looms ahead. I have to weave faster. Just as I’m getting the hang of weaving faster, the shape expands. I have to cover more area in the same amount of time? I got a rhythm on the calling part, but missed a payment. That could set my column out of shape a bit. Can’t miss it again. I didn’t get the house cleaning done. Time for laundry, and then work. Record keeping needs attention there, or it’ll get distorted. Oh, and extended family will be in town. I have three days to my event. Must weave faster, better steps. Missed sleep. Trying to fix it with relaxation, but now I’m behind on my deadline…

What kind of funky looking basket am I gonna end up with here, anyway? I’ve been trying to do all these things at once, and it doesn’t look like I accomplished anything. Is there anyone who did this right? Somebody who can help me out here?

Well, it just so happens, I do know a Guy.

The Master has been waiting for me to ask for help on this project. He said I could sit closer to Him so that I can hear Him call out the step-by-step instructions.

“Master, what about the top of the basket? How do you create the finished look in the end?”

He told me we’d get to the end when it’s time. I just have to listen for His voice and follow His guidance. He’ll tell me when to weave time over my calling and when to attend to the other details. I can get His help with a weekly pattern, so I don’t miss payments or stress out during visits with family. 

Well, that sounds less overwhelming already. And, even if I can’t envision how this basket will look when it’s done, I look forward to weaving it at my Master’s side. Thanks be to God!

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With one hand on the shopping cart handle and the other linked to the smallest of three toddlers, a young mother scanned the busy parking lot from the curb.

“Hold your brother’s hand when you cross the street,” she said.

The four year-old wrinkled his nose at the younger boy to his left. Thrusting his chin upward, the elder child folded his arms and sprinted away from the curb. The three year old waddled in the opposite direction. Momma somehow caught a chunky arm from each boy and corralled them to the crosswalk. She set up an effective family safety plan, but her children didn’t understand their need to follow her directions.

I chuckled at the “eldest” child’s expression.  In a few years, he might have words to express his resistance.

“I don’t care if you are my Momma. No matter what you say, I am not holding that kid’s hand.”

God commands His children to hold hands. Unity with one another connects us to Him in a strong bond that protects us from evil. Pride tempts us to shrug off our siblings, as if our few years of seniority offer any significant maturity compared to God. The Lord’s grip is on the other hand of that wee sister, and she is our indirect connection to Him.

We often fail to understand why we need fellowship and remain oblivious to unseen perils. The Lord sees the traffic ahead and around us from a higher viewpoint. Sprinting off alone, we wouldn’t even see tragedy coming before it flattens us.

Whether young or old in Christ, cling in faith to His plan. We don’t have to understand why He commands us to hold hands, but it’s in our best interests to obey the source of infinite wisdom Who loves us more than we’ll ever know.

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