You know the story when Jesus walks on water in Matthew 14? The same story when one of His disciples, Peter, steps out of the boat? I feel like God asked me to do that 3 years ago on this health journey. Ever since I left the safety and comfort of my rickety, leaky boat, it’s like I have been standing out in the wind, on the water in this storm waiting for Him to call me to safety. I prefer my feet on the sand ya’ll. While I’ve allowed myself to begin to sink by taking my eyes off of the Lord and placing them onto my circumstances, He has not allowed me to drown. He always faithfully reaches out His hand and saves me.
…oh me of little faith…
In the past 24 hours I feel like God is now asking me to do a trust fall…the kind you do in team building exercises…except while out on the water in the storm. I feel like He is asking me to let go of everything and trust that He will catch me…trust that He won’t let me fall into the crashing waves.
I’ve been terrified of this. I’ve avoided it, flat out refused, procrastinated (imagine that) and now I find that He has made me want to just trust Him. I attempted to explain my feelings about it to my husband and he said…well if anyone knows how stubborn you are it’s Him. Nice. But, he’s right. If it’s one thing the Lord has shown me over and over and over again, it’s the joy in sacrificing what He asks us to lay down at His feet so that He can continue to work in and through us.
Today I am thankful that God isn’t finished with me yet and I can trust Him in the free-fall.