Our Wild Imaginations

People are pretty crazy.  I`m pretty crazy. We live in a world corrupted in fear. Sometimes our fear doesn`t even make sense, but still we clutch at it like it was our only way to survive.

I love when you look at something and suddenly realize that it could be transferred to your own life. I had one of those mind-catching moments when I was just in my ordinary little world. I was walking alone in the hollow darkness to do chicken chores. I usually like to avoid this chore for the reason that it requires a stroll at a time I would rather be doing something else. But here I was now, striking off  through the blackness with a faint flashlight placed firmly on the path I was walking. With the flashlight still focused on my feet, I looked ahead  to what appeared to be a pitch-black trench in the ground. Only when I had gotten to that dent with my light did I realize that it was not a ditch, it was…well, more like a….darker spot on the ground. Then I saw a protruding, evil-looking arm. When I reached it, though, a wave of embarrassment reached me when I perceived that it was not someone out there to grab me, but a little twig twisted in the wrong direction. It was one of those moments when  you know you`ve discovered something and then you just have fun with it. I went walking around, not allowing myself to look up, but instead letting things arrive into my flashlight beam. What? You`ve never walked around at night fluttering around a flashlight for fun? I guess it might be a little…. different, but it was fun.


Thinking deeper about this later I started to make connections. My feet bright from the glare of the flashlight, is the present, the path behind me was the past, and the long ground stretching before me was the future. In what we are living right now, or the present, we can see pretty clearly in the hazy flashlight beam. In the past, we are free to look back, even though sometimes it`s best not to. And in the future, it often looks like there are dark holes that we have to go through in life, but when they get to our present time we discover that a lot of them weren`t as bad as we thought.

Sometimes this isn`t true, we get to something we are dreading and it`s as horrible as we imagined. But many times our imaginations run too wild, it soars about as it chooses and lands anywhere it can. Today, keep in mind that sometimes everything is not as it seems. Sometimes we let ourselves drop off into fear without reasons to support it. Gather yourself together, and remember that our Creator has the whole world in his hands.

As for God, our Father, His timing is always perfect.

With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.

Matthew 19:26

In His goodness He chose to make us His own children by giving us his true word. And we, out of all creation, became His choice possession. James 1:18

8 Comments Add yours

  1. Anne says:

    Thank you for this reminder. It is one I need to hear frequently!

    And I do have one question–did you remember to actually do the chicken chores that night?


    1. Sarah says:

      I do believe I eventually made my way up to the chicken house, whether or not I closed the door……. that will remain a mystery. 🙂


  2. nikki says:

    I sure enjoy reading your beautiful thoughts. Thanks for sharing, you are a very special young lady.


    1. Sarah says:

      I`m very glad you enjoyed them. You mean so much to me!


  3. Paula says:

    Beautiful thoughts and writing, Sarah.


    1. Sarah says:

      Thank you so much, Aunt Paula. I love you!


  4. Amy says:

    When I was a little girl, if I ever had to go upstairs to my bedroom all by myself at night–that is, if nobody else was up there, and it was dark and still–I always imagined a pack of doberman pinschers up there, just waiting for me to get close enough for them to grab me with their huge jaws and teeth!! It was a scary image. Now it makes me laugh, but those images can seem very real when we let our heart and imagination dwell on them! We always grab the dogs, by the way, when we have to trek out to shut the chickens in at night, and that gives a tiny bit of comfort.


    1. Sarah says:

      I love your sweet little story! It reminds me of myself. 🙂 I always imagined these two villains from Winnie the Pooh were going to grab me unless I got under the covers in time.


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