It began with only one. It always begins with one.
I sat beside a tranquil pond the other day. Planning. Plotting. Dreaming. An occasional fish flipped to the surface splashing after a buzzing bug.
The usual summer stuff.
And then it began.
Somewhere around the edge of that still and stagnant pond, one frog croaked.
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Just one.
It sounded awkward, uncertain. And lonely.
But not for long.
Over the next few minutes a few more more croaks joined in. Then more. Again. And again. Until soon a whole chorus of croaking resonated across the pond in a cacophonous roar.
But it all began with one.
The courageous frog reminded me. It always begins with one.
My plans may seem insignificant to the rest of the pond. I may tell myself some reassuring lies about my croak not making much of a difference.
And it won’t. If I don’t.
But motion leads to momentum.
So consider this post a lone croak. Feel free to join in with a comment. Or start a chorus with a croak of your own today.
Just one.
It always begins with one.
Yes. And when it is out of aloneness I remember there are times for: ” Get yourself up on a high mountain, O Zion, bearer of good news, Lift up your voice mightily, Jerusalem, bearer of good news, Lift it up, do not fear, SAy to the cities of Judah, HERE IS YOUR GOD!. Behold, the Lord God will come with might….. Like a shepherd He will tend His flock, In His arm He will gather the lambs and carry them in His bosom… Is 40: 9-11 (Most of it) What a wonderful chapter. What a pep talk for the chosen. What an incredible God – Who made the frogs and the waves of the lake and the ant etc. to cause us to remember Him.