A cow is nibbling on a tuft of grass in the middle of a field, moving from one tuft to the next, and before you know it he ends up at some grass next to the fence. Noticing a nice clump of green on the other side of the fence, the cow stumbles through an old tear in the fence and finds himself outside on the road. “Cows don’t intend to get lost,” the farmer explained, “they just nibble their way to lostness!”
PONDER AND CONSIDER
Oh, the dangers of living a life without intent. How often do we nibble our way far from Life’s source, only to find ourselves in the middle of a busy road? How often do we find that old tear in the fence? How often does one little action begin a cascade that changes our lives in ways we never could have imagined?