In haste it can all go to waste

This weekend we were out with friends for our annual outing to De Hollandse Molen. Everyone was super excited for the day, especially the children. The moment our feet touched the grass the children wanted to swim, I kept on telling them to wait till after breakfast, but oh no, I was being the odd mother out and finally said, "well then go" My son could not contain himself and went rushing off with the speed of light, much to my dismay.

They were not in the water even 10 minutes when he came screaming like a pig to slaughter, come one I know you all know that sound, where other people look at you and your kid and you want to pretend he doesn't belong to you and you look around as well. So there he was screaming with an open cut on his foot that needed stitches. The thing about De Hollandse Molen is that it is a camping spot nowhere near any of our usual Trauma centers, so firstly we had to call and find out where the closest Dr's surgery was. With knowledge in hand we head off to a Carecross in the town of Franschoek, thankfully not too far out.

With my little potbelly in the back of the car I had to think of a way to keep him calm so the Dr does not think we raise farm animals for a living or kidnapped him. So I asked him nicely that everytime it hurts he must please press my hand as hard as he can instead of screaming like a mad pig. With this in mind the Dr did his thing and my son pressed our hands and all was well in the world afterword.
Unfortunately as per Dr's orders he could no longer swim that day and had to keep still for the most part if possible. What a disappointment to him, his cousins were all swimming and enjoying themselves and all he could do was watch from the side.

How many times are we not hasty in our decisions when we can clearly hear that Voice of reason telling us to wait. Then instead of squeezing and holding tight to Gods Word we want to turn into farm animals and scream at our family, the pastor, our husbands, our children, our colleagues and even God, because our hasty decisions has now put us in an uncomfortable position.

Lets all try to heed His Voice of reason.

Ecc_3:1  To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 
Ecc_3:2  A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 
Ecc_3:3  A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 
Ecc_3:4  A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 
Ecc_3:5  A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 
Ecc_3:6  A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 
Ecc_3:7  A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 
Ecc_3:8  A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 
Ecc_8:9  All this have I seen, and applied my heart unto every work that is done under the sun: there is a time wherein one man ruleth over another to his own hurt.