It’s been a lousy week.  You know the kind where troubles blot out all the sunshine.  That kind of week.  Lousy.

Tonight, after dinner, I finally got around to mowing the lawn.  As I mowed, I saw something make the grass shake.  Out from the grass jumped a small toad.  No, I did not hurt the toad.  This is not that type of post.  No, instead I steered clear.  Gave the toad a chance to escape to the safety of the flower bed.  Then I continued mowing.

This got me thinking.  You see life’s troubles can seem overwhelming.  Like you cannot escape.  God however is bigger than those troubles.  The dear Lord can help you to the other side.  See you to safety.

Well, you see, my analogy was not that great.  Sure, I’m the toad, but is the grass troubles?  Is God the lawnmower?  I’m not sure, but in the momentary exhaustion of a tiring week, it all seemed to make sense.

Not a direct sort of sense, but just enough to provide a shot of faith.  A little assurance that everything is gonna be okay.  God will help you through, bad analogy and all.