i think God has it out for me, in an amazingly good and scary way. there's this thing He does. He pushes me out past the point where i'm comfortable, out where i think i can't make it. and while i wrestle His grasp, hoping to break free so i can go back to where i think i should be, He holds me safe. firmly. yet gently.eventually, i get the picture. i settle. i trust. and i get comfortable again, in this new place that used to be scary. i decide it's not so bad - in fact, it's just right. it must be the place i'm supposed to be. (i desperately try to avoid thinking that i have "arrived," because i know that's just asking for it. but i do think that. more often than not.)
that's when He pushes me again.
it's been going on for a while, this cycle. it's repeating itself right now. i so get david's prayer, his impulse to flee to what has been his comfort even while he knows that God is bigger. he knows.
and i know. so i'm seeking to trust.
Amen. God will honor you in your endeavors to trust him. I know because he's certainly honored mine, though I don't think this is the end by any means. :)
ReplyDeletepowerful... made me in part think of this quote i read awhile ago:
ReplyDelete"You never know that you have a grip on Christ, or that He has a grip on you, as well as when the devil is using all his force to attract you from Him; then you feel the mighty pull of Christ's right hand." - Streams in the Desert
it's a good feeling for us to "feel the mighty pull" of His right hand, even though getting to that point is not easy or fun.