The pine needles gleam with an edge of sunlight. They bend in the breeze and sway to an unheard melody. This is what I see today as I sip hot chocolate and stand in awe of His handiwork. They bend as if their whole existence were centered on following the will of Him who manages the cosmos. And indeed,
“O how great is the nothingness of the children of men; yea, even they are less than the dust of the earth. For behold, the dust of the earth moveth hither and thither, to the dividing asunder, at the command of our great and everlasting God. Yea, behold at his voice do the hills and the mountains tremble and quake. And by the power of his voice they are broken up, and become smooth, yea, even like unto a valley. Yea, by the power of his voice doth the whole earth shake; Yea, by the power of his voice, do the foundations rock, even to the very center. Yea, and if he say unto the earth–Move–it is moved.” (Helaman 12:7-13)
This subject has been on my mind for weeks now and I have been treading softly on new ground. Not one day has been perfect, but there have been glimpses of a more Christlike heart and a few more heavenly moments. Like yesterday. And today. I planned out my days with the Spirit guiding my heart to know what to pencil in and what to scratch out, leaving for later. The friends I have visited, the purchases I’ve made, the way I’ve handled difficult behavior in my children has been pre-planned and guided by the Spirit…sometimes in the unexpected moment of it all.