I was listening to a radio broadcast of, The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe, the other day. At the conclusion of the program, they said that when C. S. Lewis was a teenager, he suddenly had a vision of a faun walking in the woods carrying a package. Many years later, he wanted to write a book with this character in it, but had nothing except the picture in his mind of the faun walking in the woods. In a flash, a lion came bounding onto the scene, and the Chronicles of Narnia were born.
I loved this story for many reasons. It says to me that the life I desire is a work in progress, and even though I can’t see the entire picture from where I stand at this moment, it is coming together in a perfect way. It’s comforting to me to remember that divine ideas have their own timing. When I can wait, in calm expectation; ready to act, but not forcing it, an idea, a suggestion from a friend, an opportunity, a new way of thinking about a perplexing problem, will come bounding into my life and bring with it the answers that I have been seeking.
“He who forces time is pushed back by time; who yields to time finds time on his side“. The Talmud