Mike spent over an hour today working hard to untwist my twisted slinky spring. After five days of tormenting him on the kitchen table he couldn't take it any more. He couldn't see a spring all twisted up, it upset him. I'm sure this says a lot about his personality but I care not to delve into it right now.
Why am I sharing this?
Because I'm sure Mike is far from alone in not coping with mess and chaos and the confusion of life as shown by a slinky spring. And that's fascinating to me because I was the same before I learned to trust God with my path and the future.
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