Today the Daily Post has challenged us to:
Tell us about the last time a bird in the hand was worth two in the bush for you.
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The Life In My Hand
by JE Lillie
Another cliché jumps to mind as I consider what to write today, “If wishes were horses beggars would ride.”
I have spent so much time wishing things in my life had turned out differently. The life I am living is certainly not the life I considered when I was twenty. I had a certain picture in my head and it didn’t contain any of the pain I have lived through or any of the pain I have caused.
Mostly those wishes of mine are private things so I don’t suppose many people consider that I have even wished. Oh, but I have and in that I have had to hold myself tight sometimes to keep this life from spinning off the game board into a forfeit. The truth is this other little cliché, “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush”, has been the counter curse I have muttered every time I have gotten to wishing what life I have away.
Things may not have turned out the way I thought or planned but y’know what? That’s OK. Maybe it’s even better than OK because I know God is not shocked by the way things have turned out. He knew the end from the beginning and He had a plan in mind for this life I am living now.
So a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush… or this life I am living is worth far more than any life I could have wished for because it is this life which has made who I am, who God wants me to be.
“Trust in the Lord with all of your heart. Lean not on your own understanding. Acknowledge the Lord in all of your ways, and He will direct your paths.” Prov. 3:5,6