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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Tangled Feet

The friendship of the LORD is for those who fear him, 
          and he makes his covenant known to them. 
My eyes are ever toward the LORD, 
          for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
Turn to me and be gracious to me, 
          for I am lonely and afflicted. 
Relieve the troubles of my heart, 
          and bring me out of my distress. 
Consider my affliction and my trouble, 
          and forgive all my sins.
~Psalm 25:14-18

Two men fishing in the Bundaberg district















Have you ever tried to untangle something from a net?
Have you freed an animal from a trap?
Untwisted a cat from a ball of yarn?

You are a brave God to pluck my feet out of the net
while I thrash and scream
in frustration
and fear
in the traps of my own making

Forgive me for refusing to see
that it is your hands pulling at the net
Forgive me my ever lack of faith
that even when I know it is you
I do not trust your purpose

I repent for those
unwittingly caught in my nets
thrashing along with me
through no fault of their own
teach me a better way.


The Fox and the Cat
Aesop

A fox was boasting to a cat of its clever devices for escaping its enemies.

"I have a whole bag of tricks," he said, "which contains a hundred ways of escaping my enemies."

"I have only one," said the cat. "But I can generally manage with that."

Just at that moment they heard the cry of a pack of hounds coming towards them, and the cat immediately scampered up a tree and hid herself in the boughs.

"This is my plan," said the cat. "What are you going to do?"

The fox thought first of one way, then of another, and while he was debating, the hounds came nearer and nearer, and at last the fox in his confusion was caught up by the hounds and soon killed by the huntsmen.

Miss Puss, who had been looking on, said, "Better one safe way than a hundred on which you cannot reckon."



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