My Dad grew up on a farm in northern Iowa. In those days, every farm had a windmill to pump water. In my imagination, I can almost hear the squeak and grind of the wheel turning, the splash of the water into the tank below.
Every windmill had a ladder that goes to the top. Trust me, the top was very high. Every ladder beckoned to every little boy its challenge, “Climb me.”
As the story goes, when my Dad was five or six, and like most young boys, he had an adventuresome spirit. One day, he could no longer just walk on by the ladder as it obviously called out his name. His Mom (my Grandma) looked out the kitchen window and there was my Dad, on top of the windmill.
I don’t know how he got down but I’ll bet there was some discipline administered to remind him not to accept the challenge of the ladder again. You know the verse from Proverbs 13: 24. “Spare the rod and spoil the child.”
As I look back, there were adventures in my boyhood that my parents reminded me to never do again, if you know what I mean. For the most part, I listened…when I didn’t Proverbs 13: 24 came into play. L J
Sometimes, if left unchecked, our adventuresome spirit leads us into trouble. That’s why God gave us the Holy Spirit. The Spirit reminds us to be aware that the sweet song of adventure sometimes leads us down the road to sin.
Don’t be climbing any windmills. Keep your feet on the ground….keep your thoughts on Jesus!
Love in Him,
© 2018 Allan Redenius