I fell in a “mud puddle” recently and it hurt so badly. I tend to stay there and cry a-river! I was petrified with the thought that the world will mock me for being so filthy.When I realized that I got some “fish” in my pockets!
I have encountered a lot of mud puddles in my life’s journey and they emerge in different entities.I realized that each time I progress in the track I am taking, they are also getting more complex and that filthy feeling is intensified.Each time I fall, I tend to stay there and dwell on the dirt on me.But then something is moving! – I got some fish in my pockets!
Tripping into “mud puddles” - dilemmas (that seems insurmountable at first!), loss of loved ones, discontentment, rejections, missed opportunities, wrong decisions, change and many other disheartening circumstances; caused me pain, that there are even times when I feel like my spirit is crushed into pieces.But then God never leave me in such situations rather, He is always giving me the chance to get up with the fishes.
These “fishes” are revealed to me in various forms and even more complex than the mud puddles.They are actually God’s blessings!With every challenge, I believe that God wants to remind me of the blessings that I already have and to appreciate them even more.And! He is also giving me an extra fish each time I fall, sometimes even more than what I needed!
I changed… I grew as a person with each “puddle and fish” experience. I learned to be careful with each step I take and not to stumble on the same “puddle” again. As much as I could, and as soon as possible, I will hold on to the blessings that I have, for they help me see that despite those hurting moments, there are a lot of reasons to get up, move on and perhaps put some sunshine on my face!
After all, I always have the choice- to dwell on the mud or be thankful for the “fishes”!
Coming soon: The “fishes” that I have!
