Simplicity

I was reading my daughters blog this morning about her trip to and through Canada. Yesterday Merrie and Rich were below behind and around Niagra falls. She wrote of the awesome power of the falls and how it put things in perspective. She felt humble. I think those moments when beauty like at the beach or power like at the falls or wonder like when I sat on the edge of the Grand Canyon do help us find ourselves. When we get a glimpse of the plan of the great planner we know our plans are insignificant in many ways. We still need to make them, but they don't weigh us down the same. I was also reading in Oswald Chambers book "My Utmost for His Highest" and the phrase that grabbed me was that the spiritual life isn't about willing to be perfect or planning my ministry efforts, but rather to be "certain in my uncertainty". I think I came to the point in my life some time ago where interior life slowed down and became simple because I am certain in my uncertainty. I didn't stop being me, the constant thinker. I didn't stop trying to figure things out, that would be futile, but in the midst of it all my interior life took on that serene state of wonder and awe before God like sitting beneath Niagra Falls in The Maid of the Mist, and I am certain, assured, convinced, persuaded, that God has it all under control for me. I can be certain in uncertainty because God's hand touched me in such an awe inspiring way that I don't need to figure it all out any more, I like to try because it's me, but I don't need to. I can live knowing that the God of the falls has my back.