Poor little Bubble Bee

Aren't bumble bees interesting creatures?

Some people are terrified of them which may be justified in their minds because if these people get stung, they go into anaphylactic shock. They don't seem to me as terrifying possibly because I've never been stung since I could remember. I'd describe my view of bees as significantly less than life-threatening. One found me today as I was studying for my Psychology test. Lately I've been easily annoyed but I surprised myself when I didn't shoo the petite insect away. As this bee persistently fondled my highlighter, I just reflected on his behavior with a simple question (which in my inconsistent sanity I voiced out-loud). "What are you doing out here?" Since the flowers are mostly gone I was perplexed at this little creature who seemed out of place. The little bundle of black and yellow stripes ignored me as expected but as a breeze began to blow the bundle was completely uplifted from its perch. The disgruntled insect regained its control and resumed its position, probing the highlighter apparently for pollen. Eventually it moved on realizing (as I like to assume) the hunt for flowers in February is somewhat futile. Here comes my philosophical deduction of the relevance this story may have on my life: I recently moved in with my sister - A decision made based on what I believe to be a result of divine guidance. I felt strongly when I was preparing myself to enter into this state of lease-binding apartment dwelling that I was being blow by the wind of God's Holy Spirit. In John 3, the acceptably beloved disciple of Jesus Christ writes about my savior's explanation of the Spirit of God. What a mystery, this helper sent from above. It is like the wind which pushed the bee of the highlighter. In my life God's wind has pushed me out of and into many different situations. I view it this way the bee had a purpose like I do. He was designed to harvest pollen; I was designed to worship the living God. The bee was looking for the best way to find the pollen; I am looking for the best way to worship God. The bee got tossed around by the wind because it was weaker and submissive to the wind; I get moved around a great deal because I am weaker than God's mighty direction and am trying to be obedient to Him. I feel like God is giving me an opportunity to see things the way they really are through His objective perspective. Like the wind pushed the bee off the highlighter and gave it an opportunity to realize that there was no pollen on it. Sometimes God pushes me to another place in life because there is nothing left for me in whatever place I currently find myself. I am excited and somewhat frustrated with the fact that I am moving again so soon and I can't really see the point God had for me coming here in the first place. But just because I do not see the significance of my obedience, I trust that God will fulfill His promises and work all things together for the good of those who love Him. Poor little bubble bee, I hope you find what you are looking for soon without resistance to the help He has offered us.