I love to walk through my yard after a snow storm blows through. I know that you’ll agree that it’s always the prettiest when the snow is fresh and the sun shining bright. But I am not always looking up to see the beauty.
Where else would I look (you ask)??
I am usually looking down.
You see.. while we are all bundled up inside our houses? All warm and safe? The world outside isn’t always as quiet as we think.
The first time I took water and food to my chickens.. right after a snow storm?? I stopped in surprise. All around me were paw prints and tracks through the snow. Trails going in all directions. I saw squirrel tracks… and rabbit… deer trails by the dozens.. and coyote tracks on more than a few occasions.
Why would I find it cool to find coyote tracks in my backyard??
Well? Honestly they didn’t bother anything.. so why not?
The house that my husband works hard to provide for us.. and the protection that God gives us .. keeps us safe at night. So sometimes I find it interesting to see what dangers may have pass us by, in the night.
I sometimes think of my Faith as a type of house.
We sit inside of houses of Faith.. all safe and warm.. and blissfully unaware of the dangers that God directs around us. And unless we go outside our houses? Well unless we go out in our backyards.. we wouldn’t even know what dangers passed us right on by.
So why doesn’t God show us the dangers He protects us from? It certainly would scare more people into having Faith. But God says He wants us to come to Him willingly and freely. So He keeps those tracks hidden.
Now you are probably thinking.. What about the bad things that happen to those with Faith? Does that mean their Faith failed them?
I don’t have the answers to that.
I have had my share of troubles in this world. Bad experiences, medical emergencies, scares… I could go on.. and on… So does that mean that I lacked Faith and God kept His protection to Himself?
I felt protection. I was overwhelmed.. but felt protected.
The Bible promises us that “Everything will Be Beautiful in its time.” But until that time? Until the moment that I realize why bad things happen to the Faithful?
Until then, I will count the number of trails that go away from my house.. and be thankful for them.