Dealing with Hornets

Last night it got cold.  This morning the hornets are gone, and I didn’t have to do a thing.   I guess sometimes the easiest battle you ever fight is the one you never fight.

This summer, we noticed a hornets’ nest up in the magnolia tree.  It was right in the front yard and I was afraid someone would get stung so I prepared to do battle.   A can of Wasp and Hornet Spray was the weapon of choice.   I was calculating when I should strike so as to provide minimum danger to me and maximum casualty to the hornets.  Then someone made an interesting suggestion:  “Why don’t you just leave them alone.  They die in the winter anyway.”

It just didn’t seem right, leaving that dangerous nest there.   They don’t say, “Mad as a hornet” for nothing.  But then I thought about the fact that we had been mowing grass right under that tree for half the summer before we even noticed the nest.   Maybe these hornets were not so “mad” after all.   No, the real mad one would have been me.  Out there fighting a battle I didn’t have to fight, because God had it taken care of. 

Why should I worry about a hornet problem when God already had that battle won?  He’s the one who created hornets as well as the seasons of Fall and Winter.  Perhaps I should trust Him to take care of a few more of my battles.  Why not?  He had the outcome of this hornet thing figured out at the foundation of the world.