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I sat on the beach in Galveston watching a family nearby. Three children were building an elaborate sandcastle. What caught my eye was a little girl – 2 ½ or 3 years old – coming up from the water’s edge carrying a plastic bucket full of water. I watched as she shifted the bucket around in her arms struggling to keep any of the water from sloshing out. She reached the sandcastle with her bucket still nearly full, and much to the dismay of the older siblings, she upended it, pouring the water on top of their construction. A little tussle for the bucket ensued, but only for a moment before all was forgiven and they began making repairs on the castle. Apparently, their love for the little sister won out. They realized that despite not knowing their intended design for the castle, she thought she was helping. If only she had asked … But they didn’t give up, they finished the project.
How often I am like that little child, struggling with my bucket, intent on helping out without consulting the Master Architect to find out His plan or design! As I spill out my meager (and sometimes damaging) “contribution,” He graciously continues working to fulfill His purposes. He knows my heart and He loves me.
Thank you, Father, for forgiving me when I don’t ask You for direction, when I try in my own strength to carry my bucket and do things my way. And thank You that even when I make a mess of things, Your plan is never thwarted.
“The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me. Lord, your faithful love endures forever; do not abandon the work of your hands (Psalm 138:8 CSB).
Blessings,
Ruth