Juggle
Just watching this for three minutes made me anxious!
How does a person wake up one morning and think, “I’m going to start spinning plates.”? It probably has something to do with the old joke: How do you eat an elephant? Answer: one bite at a time. We start out juggling one ball, spinning one plate. When does it get out of hand? (Pun intended.) Here’s the juggling answer!
We drop balls, we break plates. Practice makes perfect. Add another ball, spin another plate. Change technique, adapt to conditions. The muscle memory is there, push the envelope. One more, maybe two? Anxious yet? Now add a live audience! Feel the eyes of judgement, waiting for your failure. Why did I think I could spin these plates?
But when I turned my attention to everything that my hands had done and to how hard I had worked for it—note this—it was all vapor, all chasing the wind. There was no benefit under the sun.
From <https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ecclesiastes%202&version=EHV>
Take a breath. Try to clear your head. Start again. Remember your baptism. Remember whose child you are. Think about your redemption and reconciliation made possible only through the life, death and resurrection of Jesus; he is coming again soon. What plates are you spinning? How many balls are you juggling? Are you focusing on Christ? There is benefit under the sun, God is faithful.
I always thank my God for you because of the grace of God given to you in Christ Jesus. You were enriched in him in every way, in all your speaking and all your knowledge, because the testimony about Christ was established in you. As a result you do not lack any gift as you eagerly wait for the revelation of our Lord Jesus Christ. He will also keep you strong until the end, so that you will be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is faithful, who called you into fellowship with his Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord.
From <https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians+1&version=EHV>
Juggle: yes, it’s a metaphor. Watching the plates spin makes me anxious.
Trust the Promises,
Steve Skiver