I had my purple bucket in hand. I walked down to the lake. My impatiens were thirsty and I wanted to water them.
I didn’t notice that Mama Duck and her six ducklings were by the water’s edge.
But as soon as I dipped my bucket into the water, I heard a flurry of activity. Mama and her babies were swimming away from me as fast as their little legs could flap.
They didn’t know they could trust me. They just knew that they had to go.
Sometimes dangers are on land. Other times, turtles in the water are their biggest enemy.
We used to raise ducklings when our daughters were tweens. We’d buy little yellow fur balls in the spring. Little by little we’d let them first play in the brook, then go out a little further into the lake, often rescuing one if they wandered too far away or began floundering.
But in order to keep growing, the ducklings had to keep moving, whether on land or in water.
Often we don’t know which way to go next ourselves. We don’t know who to trust. We can become paralyzed by indecision and just stay stuck in our corner.
But often the best move is just to make one. Just show up. Do the next thing. Trust that God will be beside you, whether to the right or the left.
God is honored when we move forward in faith.
And if we choose the wrong path? He’ll correct our course in due time and set things right again.
I wish these wild ducks had known my danger level to them was zero. I find baby mallards adorable. I’d never hurt them.
But not knowing that, they did the next right thing: they got moving.
May we get moving, too.
* * *
- Is Christian Meditation Okay?
- Why Don’t You Ask? And Why You Probably Should