I loved this today. Hope you do too. I really need to remember. Let God turn the pages of my life. November 9, 2011 “ A man’s steps are directed by the Lord. . . . ” Proverbs 20:24 (NIV) “ A man’s steps are directed by the Lord. . . . ” Proverbs 20:24 (NIV) One of the things I love best about being a grandmother is reading books to my grandchildren. Isabelle Grace is still in the board-book stage. These sturdy books are short and simple, with thick pages perfect for little fingers. Sometimes I read Isabelle longer books with more text and detailed pictures. Usually there are too many words for her liking, and she turns the page before I’m ready. Occasionally, though, a picture intrigues her and she stares at it long after I’ve finished reading. But one thing is certain: Isabelle is in charge of turning pages. If I forget and flip forward, she emits a squeal, as only a two-year-old can: “Isbee do! Isbee do! A few days ago, after Isabelle had gone home, I held the book we’ve been reading and thought about how much Isabelle enjoys being the one to set the pace, the one to say when it’s time to move forward in the story, the one who determines when a new scene comes into play. Often I behave like Isabelle, wanting to set the pace for my life. I complain that good times go by too fast. I question why the hard times linger. I want the sunshine-filled pages to stay open forever and those fearsome storm-filled ones to whiz by in a blink. Of course, I’m not the One turning the pages. I’m old enough to know that grief and illness, disappointment and rejection have their merits. I learn more in shadow than in sun. Still, it’s a challenge to surrender control and embrace the pace set by the Author of our lives and cheerfully let Him turn the pages. I’ll keep my hands off, Lord, and let You take charge of my life—page after page after page. By Mary Lou Carney