THE BIG STICK

This past Tuesday was a beautiful morning so I decided to take all my recyclables to the Orangeville Township recycle center and then drive through the back roads of beautiful Barry county on my way back home. As I was driving I came across a very interest scene. In the middle of the road ahead of me was a man with a very large branch poking at a very large snapping turtle. While he was prodding it and flipping it over the Turtle kept fighting back by sticking is head out and snapping back at the stick. I slowed down and watched and for a good 5 minutes the man kept pushing and flipping and the turtle kept fighting back. The man was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt so I imagine he was jogging along and saw the large turtle crossing the street. He decided to be a good Samaritan and help the turtle across before it became a turtle pancake. The turtle on the other hand decided this was a full assault and instead of hiding in his shell he decided to fight the intruder off every step of the way. Even though the mans intention was good and probably best for the turtle in the long run the turtle did not see it that way. He fought back and resisted the best he good only to be overpowered and stick balled into the opposite ditch. There he would be safe and not turned into a turtle pancake or made into soup if somebody thought he looked tasty enough. Of course the point I'm getting too is that sometimes I'm like the turtle crossing the road. I know God is always looking out for my best best interest but sometimes he just seems like a overpowering figure with a big stick prodding me into a direction I just don't want to go. I fight back and snap back at the stick but I just don't have a chance. Sometimes a intervention beyond our control can be very good for us in the long run.