“My spelling is Wobbly. It’s good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
I live on the Space Coast of Florida. As Hurricane Irma formed, we watched the weather reports and saw the predictions becoming more and more accurate and less and less like good news.
As a native Floridian, I’ve seen my share of storms and know the drill: what supplies are needed; how to prepare the house, yard, and vehicles; and what to expect from the storm. I also know that no matter how organized you are, unexpected things happen.
We fared well – much better than the people living in the Caribbean Islands. For a short while, we were without power, water and cable, but there are people for whom that is a way of life. I realized that I have become awfully dependent upon modern conveniences, and I need to review which are truly beneficial and which are distractions from the path that leads to what God intends me to be.
So, what does this have to do with Irma and wobbling?
Let’s look at the word:
wob•ble [ wob- uhl] VERB (used with object)
1. to incline to one side and to the other alternately, as a wheel, top, or other rotating body when not properly balanced.
2. to move unsteadily from side to side: The table wobbled on its uneven legs.
3. to show unsteadiness; tremble; quaver: His voice wobbled.
4. to vacillate; waver.
I think the first definition applies to Irma’s path. The region watched as she slowly leaned to one side and the other. As I heard someone say, “A wobble the wrong way could ruin your day.”
This made me wonder: Do I wobble? The answer is yes.
When I make up my mind to work on a project, I tend to waver between options and find myself distracted by other projects and events. How much more would I accomplish if I spent less time wobbling?
Sometimes, if I stand up too quickly and my foot has fallen asleep, then I move unsteadily, and my voice has been wobbly during many public presentations.
I think wobbling is a way of life for me; I’m seeking to be balanced and stay on track, but tend to lean one way and then the other. I think of life as a series of adjustments gradually leading to my goals. My path may not be straight and it is certainly wobbly, but I will eventually reach my destination, just as Irma did.
What about you? Are you wobbly or have you found ways to stay on your path without wavering? I would love to know how you do it! Please, share!
Wobbling to my goals,