Tag-teaming my previous post we’re gonna run with what happens when you run with it.
Wherever you are, wherever you’re going, God is there; but what happens when you move? When we take that step of faith, unsure of what we’re supposed to be doing for God, but we know that we should be doing, what happens then? We jump in, take two steps forward and ten back, then we take eight steps forward and try again. It’s terrifying to step out into the unknown without receiving a for-sure word from God to do what we’re doing. Sometimes God tells us that we need to move, but He doesn’t always say where to right away. In these cases, we step out in faith and watch the giants of fear, uncertainty, and impossibility fall to the ground.
If God tells us to move, why should we fear? He promises to never leave us or forsake us if we are stepping out on troubled waters, trusting in Him.
Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
Look at where it says “and, lo, I am with you alway…” That’s the promise. The condition is that we must go. Most Christians miss this, but if we don’t go, we don’t have this promise, we can’t claim it unless we live it.
But, if we go, we trust that even though we will probably fall flat on our faces on really hard concrete sidewalks, He is there to pick us up, dust us off, and set us back on the path. Even when life punches us in the face with the force of a running bull, He is there to wipe the blood from our faces, dry our tears, and hold us until we are able to walk again. He promises: I am with you always, if you are with me. (paraphrase)
There is no one on earth God loves more than you. Think about that, it’s true of every living human, however small or large. Now, trust, believe. When you step out upon the raging waves of life, He is right there with you. The giants of trouble in our lives fall away like crumbling statues from bygone ages. Just believe. I know that’s Santa’s catch line, but God was in the gift giving business long before ol’ Saint Nick.
As always, thanks for reading.
–the anonymous novelist