Old Ideas, New Ideas
Which is which?
I have been thinking about old ideas and new ideas.
Some cling like habits. Others arrive suddenly. Which ones, I wonder, have I mistaken for truth?
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I drive the first post into the earth. The line in my head is straight and clean.
The ground resists. A stone. A root.
An idea whispers: force it. Bend the land to my plan.
Soon the line is jagged.
The wire resists. A loose knot. A swinging bow where there should tight line.
A new idea hums beneath the soil, through the wires. The fence finds a new path, following something deeper.
Is this what it means to let go? To let the fence be not as it should be, but as it wishes?
Lord, show me where to plant the next post.
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Is this “new” idea, that came suddenly, truly new? Or is it the oldest one, woven into the world before I ever arrived and thought to build?
Control and dominance was the real invention. Recent, ominous. It came, imposed on the world.
Let me recognize the old wisdom in the new idea, and the new dangers in the what appears old.
Yielding is ancient.
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I pause to see what to discard, and what to keep?
Reading:
“I am no longer my own, but thine.” — John Wesley
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“I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God’s hands, that I still possess.” — Martin Luther
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“Many are the plans in a man’s heart; but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.” — Proverbs 19:21
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