My Squirrel Moment

The other day, I found myself yelling at a squirrel.

Not because it did anything wrong—

But because it was standing dead still in the middle of the road while a car was coming.

“MOVE! What are you doing?! GO! YOU’RE GOING TO DIE!”

(Yes, I was full-on shouting at a rodent.)

And then it hit me:

This is probably exactly how God watches me live my life sometimes.

Me: “This seems like a great idea.”

God: “Nope nope nope NOPE—don’t go that way.”

Me: stands frozen in self-doubt and poor decision-making

God: “WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE? MOVE. DO ANYTHING.”

Me: runs in circles, doubles back, ends up in the same spot

Honestly, I’m just a squirrel with a planner.

Running toward traffic, unsure of which direction to go, but deeply confident I know what I’m doing.

And yet, just like I care about that ridiculous squirrel—God’s out here looking out for me.

Trying to steer me out of the road, even if I don’t understand the danger yet.

Patient. Watching. Probably shaking His head.

But still—loving me enough to shout from the sidelines.

What’s your “squirrel moment” in life where you look back and think, “Yep, God was definitely trying to help me dodge that one”?