Decisions are made in the dark... in our minds, in the mysterious realm of the intuition. We wrestle, we tango, we ignore, we procrastinate, and then at the last millisecond we verbalize the truth that's been laying there all along, waiting to be acknowledged, like an overdue bill. If I don't pay it, it still exists. Does God work this way? We pray for clarity, for insight, expecting a message written in the clouds, some brilliant burning bush. Yet, Moses wasn't looking for an answer, was he? He was hiding, not wanting to be found. I suppose expecting burning bushes when we're seeking God's guidance is like hoping to get a parking ticket in a permit free zone. In the case of Elijah, we see that God doesn't speak in natural disasters or freaks of nature; He speaks in a still, small voice. In the midst of this crazy, overstimulated world, we must train our hearts and minds to hone in on the whispering truth of our Saviour. That's where His will for us resides.
Decisions aren't the hard part, though. What are the implications of the decision... reality. I experienced a bit of reality today ... leaving Brussels, our friends and near "family" here will be much harder than I bargained for. Others shed unexpected tears today. Sometimes we don't express fully our love for others until we know we're about to lose them. I was humbled by my own tears and those around me.
This song plays in my mind, I'm not sure why..."Even the best fall down some time, even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills my mind I somehow find you and I collide."
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