Clutching At Straws

A loving father once said of his now deceased son, "I shall go to him, but he shall not return to ME"*. It was his way of acknowledging REALITY. If our lives involve an ocean beach, we live with the high and low TIDES. We learn to adapt to things we do not control and roll with them in THRIDE. To keep reaching for or holding on to something that you once SAW, Refusing to see the hand-writing on the wall, is clutching at STRAWS. It's not over until it's over, but you must know when it is finally OVER. Even in Spring time, how long is too long to look for for a 4-leaf CLOVER? The Lord sought to heal and restore Israel until there were no more REMEDIES**. Mercy triumphs judgment because we want to give every possible opportunity for a situation or relationship to work. In a sense, The Lord let go of the straws. Sometimes we have to possess the ability to expose and judge human TRAVESTIES. Often it is next to impossible to turn and walk away when it rains on our PARADE. If the sun beams down upon us, and the tree that we have relied upon for SHADE has been cut down, it is not a time for WHINING and CRYING. We must FACE the music and plant another tree in its PLACE. If it doesn't rain, and water is scarce, a rock lawn may be more appropriate than one with GRASS. When we have spilled the milk, we must wipe it up, grab a cookie, and pour another GLASS. 091820PSCtest, Clutching At Straws, Kai Michael Neumann *2 Samuel 12:23; **Jeremiah 36:16; 18 Rhymes in Caps