I have been challenged a number of times in my past to do things that were decidedly, leaps of faith. Whether feeling it just a crazy decision or a direction that I felt led to, or more importantly, things that I felt and believed were given to me by God. Some I was successful at, others, not so much. Reflecting back, I see that where I succeeded, it was when I jumped in with both feet and considered it an adventure with faith! It may not have ended exactly as I expected, but I see God's hand in it.
The times that I failed I can see two repeating scenarios. The first is that upon jumping in I succeeded to a point but then, not knowing God better and having Him truly leading my life, I lost confidence because I did not turn to Him to trust in, hand my difficulties over to and listen to. The second is where I kinda sorta tripped on in feeling that I was led, but again not knowing God well enough, not praying over what I felt I was being told to do and quickly losing my footing and succumbing to fear.
I do see now, just as much as when I succeeded, that God was there in those failures. They were all learning experiences and through God I am now changing my humiliation and feelings of loss and foolishness into humble strength and renewed confidence as I continue with the Lord at my side!
I recently believe myself called to another challenge. This one I have felt led to through so many different situations and by that still, small voice... albeit quite loudly and repetitively! Now, I am known for thinking way too far ahead, not staying rooted in the present, taking on more than most could reasonably handle and trying to please everyone. So, as a more seasoned adult at this point in life, when I am advised to be a bit more rational by someone that I know well and trust completely, I stop and pause.
I begin to doubt.
(Notice "I" forgot to pray!)
Security is a funny thing. When you are younger it is something that others tend to worry about and that you will do eventually. Then as we get older it becomes more important for many reasons. We want to feel that we ourselves, much less those that we know and love and may be responsible for, are safe, sound and taken care of. As we live in this world with certain limitations and needs, there can become a fuzzy line between common sense, and faith. Trusting truly that, God "has your back" no matter what. So how much do you prepare and plan, walk inside the lines and do things "the right way", versus throwing all caution to (God's) winds and leaping?
We have been focusing lately on building a stronger prayer base in our walk forward here at Living Faith. I am confident that prayer is not just the first step to be taken, but it is both feet upon which you take every subsequent step!
I have had an awesome passage put in front of me, just last evening. (Enter God!) It is Matthew 21:28-32.
The Parable of the Two Sons
28 “What do you think? There was a man who had two sons. He went to the first and said, ‘Son, go and work today in the vineyard.’
29 “‘I will not,’ he answered, but later he changed his mind and went.
30 “Then the father went to the other son and said the same thing. He answered, ‘I will, sir,’ but he did not go.
31 “Which of the two did what his father wanted?”
“The first,” they answered.
Jesus said to them, “Truly I tell you, the tax collectors and the prostitutes are entering the kingdom of God ahead of you. 32 For John came to you to show you the way of righteousness, and you did not believe him, but the tax collectors and the prostitutes did. And even after you saw this, you did not repent and believe him.
So, now, beyond rationalization, I re-affirm. I PRAY, I prepare (now with the Lord's guidance), I open my eyes wide and with peace and joy I lift my arms to heaven, not knowing the outcome but with the supreme confidence of Him at my side, and I leap!
With this testimony, I must add a little bit of God humor. I was awoken an hour before my alarm was set for. I took the "inconvenience" in stride thinking of Pastor Dan saying how God will often wake him earlier to pray. So I replied to some texts that had come in, put in the load of laundry God whispered to remind me I needed to get done and had totally forgotten, and then I reset my alarm for another hour and a half. Upon closing my eyes, that still small voice filled my head inspiring me to get back up and write out this blog. I finished two minutes before the alarm was set to go off. Checking the "Word of the Day", I found these words, "Live for Me!"