Unfolding vs. Unraveling
I woke up this morning with a story in my head. Shocking my morning eyes with the light, I pulled out my journal. The thoughts rolled on and on, but the theme of the story remained the same, "I can choose to unfold or unravel in life."
Unfolding might look like me reading and responding to God's Word. Listening and obeying His commandments. Having problems, but learning and growing from them. A bit like a rose bud, as it unfolds it becomes even more beautiful, but also more fragile. A bud is pretty and stronger structurally, since it's closed and not open to the elements. A rose, unfolded, is lovely, fragrant, yet exposed to bees for pollination, winds to blow it's petals off, and closer to the end of it's life.
Unraveling is more like me waking up late, throwing down some coffee, barking at my husband and dog (Funny, I kept trying to type "dog," but unintentionally kept typing "god" several times, humm....), then heading out on the road to commit "mental road-rage." (This is where you fervently complain about fellow drivers in your head, but do not commit the scenarios you are coming up with in real life. By the way, not a healthy habit:)
Unraveling is what my towels were doing in the laundry this morning. I took scissors and whacked off the aimless threads and even hems that have given up and were tearing away. We all know what unraveling looks like in our lives. It's when we've "thrown in the towel" and end up getting whacked.
Today, I choose unfolding, which may include lots of folding of laundry and even unraveling of papers, but at the end of the day, I pray God will have allowed the elements of daily living to make me more fruitful and fragrant, and even though fragile, closer to Him.
Unfolding might look like me reading and responding to God's Word. Listening and obeying His commandments. Having problems, but learning and growing from them. A bit like a rose bud, as it unfolds it becomes even more beautiful, but also more fragile. A bud is pretty and stronger structurally, since it's closed and not open to the elements. A rose, unfolded, is lovely, fragrant, yet exposed to bees for pollination, winds to blow it's petals off, and closer to the end of it's life.
Unraveling is more like me waking up late, throwing down some coffee, barking at my husband and dog (Funny, I kept trying to type "dog," but unintentionally kept typing "god" several times, humm....), then heading out on the road to commit "mental road-rage." (This is where you fervently complain about fellow drivers in your head, but do not commit the scenarios you are coming up with in real life. By the way, not a healthy habit:)
Unraveling is what my towels were doing in the laundry this morning. I took scissors and whacked off the aimless threads and even hems that have given up and were tearing away. We all know what unraveling looks like in our lives. It's when we've "thrown in the towel" and end up getting whacked.
Today, I choose unfolding, which may include lots of folding of laundry and even unraveling of papers, but at the end of the day, I pray God will have allowed the elements of daily living to make me more fruitful and fragrant, and even though fragile, closer to Him.
Deuteronomy 30:19 This day I call the heavens and the earth as witnesses against you that I have set before you life and death, blessings and curses. Now choose life, so that you and your children may live 20 and that you may love the Lord your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him. For the Lord is your life, and he will give you many years in the land he swore to give to your fathers, Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.
What a great read!! You're very blessed in this Kate!
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