Have you ever been at a point in your life where there are multiple paths in front of you and you have no clue which one to take?
For the longest time now, I have been standing here at the fork in the road it seems. Do I go straight? Do I turn left? Right? Do I turn around?
Even as I am writing this, I am asking myself these questions. I know I am supposed to give it to God, and place my life in his hands; but does that mean I keep going with the status quos? How am I supposed to proceed with all the chaos that is going on in my life?
“Make me know Your ways, O LORD; Teach me Your paths. Lead me in Your truth and teach me, For You are the God of my salvation; For You I wait all the day.”
But does God really want you to wait?
I am reminded of David and Goliath. David was delivering food to his brothers on the battle lines when God had him defeat Goliath. It seems like God is always setting a path before you while you’re doing something else.
“Trust in the LORD with all your heart And do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He will make your paths straight.”
I hear and read verses like this all the time, and it is difficult. To not be able to let go of pride and doubt. To accept the fact that what God has planned for you may be beyond your comprehension. I know it is difficult for me, even on the least stressful of days.
It’s funny, I am sitting here and typing when suddenly there is a knock on my door. I go to answer and there is a Jehovah Witness standing there with a pamphlet. An elderly gentleman, cane in hand and looking rather dapper. Wearing more cologne than any human should be allowed to. He begins to talk to me about Armageddon and the coming apocalypse. Normally, this is right up my alley, because I am an avid dystopian author, having written several fiction novels on the End of Times.
The slow speaking charismatic man continues his sales pitch, and begins to quote verses from the Bible in his hand. That’s when it hit me. Like a kick in the head. I am supposed to be preaching. Now, I am not a Jehovah Witness, and although personally I disagree with their doctrine; but here they are going door to door trying to spread their version of the Word of God. I felt the clarity hit me like a tidal wave. Washing over me. I am supposed to be preaching the Word of God.
His Bible was very different than mine, and the verses he was quoting sounded very different than mine. Not to the fashion of King James versus New International. I mean VERY different. I could have stood there and debated the gentleman on the differences of our faiths, which trust me, I love a good theological debate; but I didn’t. Instead I listened to the man. I listened and let the Holy Spirit wash over me. Filling me with a peace that passes understanding.
Instead of debating those that don’t believe as I do, shouldn’t I just be living as Christ did, and spreading the Gospel of Love and Forgiveness; giving the rest to God?
The gentleman finished and as we parted ways I told him my favorite scripture.
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
He smiled and left.
Sitting here, typing away, lost and trying to figure out what I am supposed to do with my life and God answers in the most unusual way. He sends a messenger right to my door step. David was taking food to his brothers when God called upon him for greater things. I was writing this article to pay my bills and hopefully help someone in need.
I guess that someone was me.
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