It is probably true of great changes in everyone's life. There comes a time when you realize that it's really happening. I'm beginning to consider the idea that this is not (or at least could be
other than) a long vacation after which I go back to my so-called real life.
I'm beginning to look at things differently and to consider possibilities. I'm
asking what I could do (or be) that would involve my doing good. I'm asking what I can do
that would benefit the world around me? I'm suddenly finding myself without the
excuse I've always used: work. The answers I'm getting are the sorts of things to which I would typically say, "no, no, no, no, no" and I'm considering them. I'm going to keep it all vague for now because it's all vague to me. It's like I'm in the "Get Ready" part of "Get ready, set, go!" The best way I can describe it at the moment is that it is as if God is saying,
"Welcome to 2016! Wake up and smell the coffee, the buckle up because it's
going to be an interesting ride."
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. (Psalm 139:7-12) For years before GPSes existed, I told people I wanted something in my car that would tell me, “Turn left in half a mile…turn left in a quarter mile…turn left in 500 feet… turn left in 100 feet…turn left now …You missed the turn, Dummy!” The problem isn’t necessarily that I get lost so much as I’m afraid I’ll get lost. I don’t want to have to spend my whole trip stressing over the next turn. I have the same problem with my spiritual journey.
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