In my life I’m on a journey with God, one path after another, with Him leading and me following. But sometimes I can’t help but wonder if I’m on the right path. And I often wish I could see what’s around the next couple bends. I dream of where the path is going.
I stand at a fork in the road and realize that this very decision could change everything. And it’s so true, because looking back, I know my life could be so drastically different had I chosen even one fork in the path differently.
I used to think I had to wait for God to shine the light directly onto the fork in the road at every turn, so I could know which one to choose.
Growing up I thought there was one perfect path for me. And if I didn’t obey enough, or listen long enough, or pray hard enough, I could miss it … which would cause my life to be less blessed than it otherwise could have been. I didn’t want to waste time on self-selected detours that just made me miss that segment of His perfect path for me.
But I’m coming to realize that this is where my faith comes in.
Because last I checked God doesn’t speak audibly to me. He doesn’t hold up a cue card and say, “Pick that one!” I’m learning that His leading is less about telling me exactly what to do and so much more about His provision of working the chosen path for my good. Because if God told me absolutely, without any doubt, which path to pick, and dictated the exact fork in the road to select, what would be the faith in that?
He wants me to have faith and make the best decision with what He’s given me.
He has given me His Word, but I must read it.
He’s blessed me with God-fearing and wise counsel, but I must seek it.
And he’s given me a mind that can reason and analyze and consider His ways. And I must choose to use it.
And as I am walking in the Spirit, pursuing holiness, and submitting to His authority, He wants me to just decide.
Within the parameters of His will, He wants me to pick the path.
No need to worry.
No room for anxiety.
No need to be paralyzed over the choice, or fear of choosing the wrong fork.
He is God and He will work His perfect plan in and through my choices, because He’s already known what they would be! And one thing is sure, He works it ALL for good.
I’m learning that in His Sovereignty, He has known before the beginning of time the forks I would choose. And He, in the richness of His mercy, has had a plan this whole time. He leads and guides the outcome of my journey to cultivate my paths with blessing and bring glory to His name. Every. Single. Time.
May you live in the freedom of the Spirit and know that as you follow Him with your whole heart, He WILL direct and bless your path.
Have you ever been paralyzed to pick a fork in the road?
How did you decide which path to take?
I’m joining Lisa-Jo, over at her site today, to take
five minutes (much more than five minutes today) and just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. The challenge is to write for 5 minutes flat with no editing, tweaking or self critiquing, (epic fail today!) with the prompt she gives. And today, her prompt: