Life Is But A Dream...

When we are young, we are taught the song 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat.' For some odd reason that song has never held more meaning to me then it did this past year. How true and wise this little diddy is. Row, row, row, your boat, gently down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream.

Life is so short and so delicate. We mustn't row hard or off rhythm. We must stay the course down stream. So often we try and row up stream to retrieve something or someone we may have left behind. In my experience, let the past stay in the past. If you left it behind, it didn't belong in your boat to begin with. It will only weigh you down not allowing you to have a gentle ride.

I have left many behind, and I have wasted my precious time trying to get back to retrieve them, only to find they were already gone or they didn't want to be in my boat to begin with. It might be a lonely float and you may have to paddle for quite sometime alone, but then one day your stream crosses with someone else and you have a travel companion. They may only float with you for a while or they may choose to stay in your boat through the rapids and the twist and turns and even a possible water fall. It is then that you know you can hand over the oar's and rest for a bit.

There have been so many times in my life that I have longed for someone else to take the oars, but I have had to paddle through the storms of life alone. Not really an accurate statement...I have never really been alone. God has always given me the strength to keep paddling. God has corrected my errors when I have made wrong turns or chose to head back up stream after someone or something. I am thankful tonight for the guidance God gives me while in my life boat. I am thankful that He always reminds me...Life is but a dream.