In my Texas neighborhood, I always looked in wonder at the carefree cute little squirrels flitting about playfully enjoying their acorn meal :) Light on their feet and mischievous taking a photo was always an exciting challenge. This lovely poem (by AB) brings out my true feelings of those moments. :)
As I walked, my head bowed down,
With the weight of all worldly matters,
I saw this squirrel merrily running around as if the world belonged to him,
But it did belong to him.
I saw him going about his task joyfully without a care in the world.
He was performing the most mundane task of searching for something to eat, or perhaps playing around after he had his fill,
But he, just like me is God’s creature. I marveled at the difference between him and me.
He lived on trust, knowing he will be taken care of.
As he scampered, climbed trees, ran down again, performing in his own little theater as he was the actor and also the audience. He knew the secret of the universe and practiced it,
Whereas I, despite knowing the secret of the universe still believed it was I, who was doing everything, :(
And instead of walking joyfully without a care in the world, I was dragging my feet as if they were in chains.
Oh, to take some life lessons from a squirrel; for he is as much His creation as I am.
Have a wonderful weekend all you lovely folk :)