Recently, the farmers tilled up the soil, and it was extremely lumpy. However, Tilly, being a dog who doesn't exactly evaluate conditions, assumed the ground was as even as it's always been and set out at high speeds to pursue the birds.
While Tilly is generally terrible at listening to me, the one command she obeys well is the "Come" command. I yelled and she stopped and returned, but not before knocking her doggie elbows and came back with a limp. Fortunately, there was no lasting damage. I knew this immediately because Tilly is a wimp and very vocal about any pain she has. And since she wasn't wimpering and being dramatic, I knew she'd live to annoy me another day.
How many times do we pursue something at a dead run, not considering the terrain and consequences? I don't know about you, but occasionally I toss my normal level headed thinking in order to pursue some "flights of fancy" (as a friend put it). Inevitably, this results in a figurative twisted ankle and pain. And yet I don't seem to recall this the next time opportunity arises. I set out on uneven ground.
Unlike me, an almighty Savior knows about our temptations and trials. He knows what it is like to be weak. While Jesus withstood the most unfair situations and the most alluring temptations, He remembered what His Father was about, kept His mission in mind, and thought of Others (that's us, y'all) before Himself.
We may be weak, but we are understood by our Creator. He evens out the tough trials, even when we've raced out in front of Him.
There is Thanksgiving. There is Christmas, the Joy of New Life.
May it be yours, as much as it is mine.