I usually take the major highways as I drive across the state of Texas. But sometimes there is a stretch of highway that really doesn't seem like a highway.
Yesterday was like that. I was headed home from east Texas on a highway. Its signage said HWY 259. At an intersection a sign pointed left. "Route to HWY 135". I usually take this shortcut, working my way over to Interstate 20 as I head home.
Yesterday, as I turned onto the shortcut on the south side of Kilgore, I had to brake and wait.
A momma duck was crossing the road with her three baby ducklings.
The momma was in front, while her babies followed close behind. I waited while the family waddled across the busy street and up onto a curb.
Highway traffic came to a standstill for a momma and her babies.
It made me chuckle. It made my day. The image of those ducks, crossing a busy street without a care in the world probed my thinking.
If ducks could waddle through busy traffic without running back in terror...If ducks could ignore the panic of their journey, so could I.
I could trust God in the midst of the wacky, difficult obstacles. Instead of trusting in the things I can see, in the strength of gadgets and the power of money, I will say with David:
Quote:
Now I know that the LORD saves his anointed;
he answers him from his holy heaven
with the saving power of his right hand.
Some trust in chariots and some in horses,
but we trust in the name of the LORD our God. Psalm 20:6-7
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