A few minutes ago I was just sitting and reading a short blog story from a favorite blogger who always gets me thinking about deeper things I’d normally ignore (Craig McConnell of Ransomed Heart). Craig’s story ushered in a sort of invitation from God. (This often happens to us when we take a few moments to quiet ourselves and consider listening.)
Sitting there, quiet, wondering, I found myself longing, genuinely and expectantly longing to hear from God, to spend a moment with Him, just like Craig had described in his story. And then, I heard God prompt me – time to take a walk.
I immediately felt what I can only imagine Peter must have felt when Jesus called to him to get out of the boat to walk to him across the water. (Called not to some “show” for effect, but a call to come closer, to walk and talk with Jesus.) I had an immediate and strong desire to jump up and go for a walk with Jesus. For those few seconds, I had complete clarity of desire and purpose. (This doesn’t happen often enough.) And then… I remembered the cold (it’s a windy, 20 degrees outside). No big deal, God said he’d take care of it. I’d be warm. No worries. Let’s walk! But then the “wind and the waves” kicked up. (Matt 14:28-30)
I doubted. I paused. I stopped to consider how it would all work. Man, I hate when this happens! I hate the doubt and fear I live with… the hesitation to just believe… the incessant need to have my questions answered. The clever delays I build into my life that Continue reading “Hesitating to Believe? Maybe its time to take a walk.”