The hardest thing to do sometimes is to chissle out some time for me, to meditate, to read, to pray, and to write. Finally I have done so. There are a lot of changes going on in my world. I will try to make this less so journal and more so useful, but no promises today.
The move to Denver is quickly coming. It is kind of weird, the closer and closer to this fateful day that literally will determine the course of my life to some degree, the less freaked out I am. I cannot be sure if it is the fact that I am anxious or if it is the fact that I am not thinking too hard about the move in general but it is coming. I have found something very interesting in my thoughts as of late though. It is an inevitable truth that we all will eventually have to “move”. Please do not misunderstand me, I do not mean that we are all moving somewhere else physically, but within our relationship with God, we will have to move.
Moving toward God is one of the scariest things you will ever do. I assure you that anyone that tells you it is not that scary has never really moved toward God. I realize the boldness of that statement and I pray you allow me to explain my thinking paradigm before going off on the push back that is within your heart. When you move toward God you take your entire world and say “God, you got this”; you take one of the hardest steps in your entire world. At least it was in mine. You take the step toward something that is not known. I can only describe it as walking through a door where you have no clue what is on the other side of the frame. You walk through with the sole intention of walking through because if you do not walk through you feel like you will suffocate in your current room. I would venture to say that usually there is a small push that gets you through the door. That is the moving I am talking about. The most significant moving could look like ending a relationship, beginning one, changing locations, changing your career, starting a family, becoming a missionary… etc. God often shows us a door, and he often opens the door for us. But he cannot, and quite frankly refuses, to ~make~ you walk through it. So when I say that someone who does not think moving toward God is scary has never really done it, I mean that they probably have not let go of all control, or the possibly have never moved the way I am talking about.
Courage is the will to do something even though there is the presence of fear. I hope and pray every day that I could have courage. I pray for such courage as Stephen in the book of Acts, or Paul with all of the persecution he went through.
I am not perfect, and chances are I have probably doubted more times than any one would care to admit in public. But as I try to move, as I try to make one step fall in front of the other and walk into the unknown, I pray that as I move to a dark room, I bring light to it. I mean, that is our purpose is it not? To be the light of the world?
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Food for thought: Do not let anyone tell you that moving toward God is not scary; but do not let anyone tell you that moving toward God is not worth it either.
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