Last Wednesday, I enjoyed a sunny, blue sky (!!) walk with our dog, Tess, at the beach. I wasn’t the only dog owner to take advantage of the very pleasant change from grey, rainy skies. Dogs were chasing waves and balls and owners were enjoying brisk walks.
Apart from one lady who stood watching while her dog tried to dig its way to Australia!!! She was still standing in the same place when we came back but her dog was by then on its second hole!
Usually a walk on the beach clears my head, unclutters my heart and brings me into a “spacious place“ (Psalm 18:19) but not last Wednesday. My head and heart felt truly cluttered with things that had already interrupted my morning space and things I knew the day had yet to bring.
I’ve mentioned this quote before. For me, it’s one that ‘does what it says on the tin’!!
“Thoughts disentangle themselves when they pass through the fingertips” (Dawson Trotman).
I’ve found over and over again that when I write things out on paper, it writes them OUT of my head and heart too.
I’m so thankful that pouring my heart out before Him on paper allows me to de-clutter all the thoughts that are taking up too much space in my mind and allows Him to bring me into a spacious place again.
As I took time to do this last week, I felt Him remind me of the dog on the beach.
In His gentleness, He helped me see that sometimes I am the one frantically digging holes, when I keep going over the same old things over and over again. Thoughts, worries, hassles, problems, failures, things I’ve done or not done, things people have said or not said, unmet or unrealistic expectations. The list seems endless. So much choice to be frantic about.
He showed me how often I allowed my thoughts to dig me into a hole.
And no matter how hard I try to dig my way out, the hole just gets deeper and deeper and even deeper.
He reminded me of the dog’s owner standing patiently, waiting and watching this wee dog who is obsessively oblivious to everything except digging, digging, digging.
When we are so focused on our own thoughts, we too can become dangerously obsessed with them and become totally oblivious to the One who is always beside us, watching over us, patiently waiting for us to STOP giving our attention and energy to something so futile and destructive.
No matter what is causing us to frantically dig ourselves into a hole, HE is always there beside us, watching over us, patiently waiting for us .. .
… To lift our eyes off our own efforts and lift them up to see His eyes.
… To see the situation through His eyes of love and grace; mercy and forgiveness; hope and help.
… To reach out for His hand, outstretched to give us a helping hand out of the hole we have got ourselves in.
… To know that only He can take away the things we’ve been desperately trying to bury.
So the next time you feel like reaching for the shovel, pick up the pen and write it all OUT. Let the words on the page disentangle the thoughts in your head and the knots in your heart.
Instead of making a hole, allow Him to make you WHOLE again.