Romans 13:1-14

“I do not want to foresee the future. I am concerned with taking care of the present. God has given me no control over the moment following.”

Mohandas Gandhi

I saw an interesting scene the other day. I saw a father and a little boy about five or six years old walking a dog through the park. It was a large dog. The leash was pulled tight by the strength in the dog’s muscles. The father, walking behind the boy, let the leash go so that the boy alone was holding the dog. I watched as a bird flew across the path of the dog, and the dog became very excited. I noticed every muscle the dog possessed tighten and explode. Needless to say, the boy lost control as the dog began to drag this little boy around the park. It was not until the dad regained control of the leash that the dog once again came under obedience.  The little boy, with an angry tone asked, “Why did you let the dog do that to me?” The father responded gently, “You were so intent upon holding the dog, you failed to realize that the leash went from the dog to your hand, but then it went to my hand. The whole time you thought you were walking the dog, I actually was.” We, too often, are just like the little boy. The big dog, called life, seems to be in control. We think we have it on the leash and we are holding to tight to all of our schedules, goals, dreams and plans. It does not matter what comes up against us, we are in control because we are holding onto the leash. It amazes us, however, that when a little “bird” crosses our path, we lose total control. All of a sudden, life seems to be dragging us around the park of time, and we do not understand where God disappeared. Could it be that God never disappeared? Could it be that while we thought we had a hold of the leash in our life, really, it was Him that had control, and as long as we allowed him to hold the leash, everything else seemed to be in control? In the park that you are walking in who holds the leash on your life? Turn around and make sure that God is still in control.