Hurdle

“Step of faith.” We hear the cliché all the time as it floats around our Christian bubbles and even as it overflows into the society around us. We are reminded of that “step of faith” and I don’t think we really comprehend what it all encompasses. If we are truly honest with ourselves, that cliché is a whole lot easier said then done. Personally, I have become numb to it. I catch myself saying it, and as the words flow out of my mouth I am thinking, “Do I know what kind of faith that takes? I encourage people to take that step, do I know what I am saying?”As I prepare in these next few months to go to Italy, I find myself taking that certain step more often. Recently I purchased my round-trip ticket to Venice. It was an exciting moment as the emotions erupted when I clicked the “confirm purchase” button for the last time. Yet, as the excitement calmed down, the reality set in: I am doing it. I am taking that step of faith, buying my ticket and stepping forward. Before making my big purchase I knew it would require my faith—that the Lord will provide-to become more dominant. But I had no idea how dark and insecure I would feel. Jesus says if we have the faith of a mustard seed we can move mountains. (Matthew 17:20) And in my finite eyes this is a fairly big mountain. But you know what? This is nothing. I take this step of faith into what I feel like the abyss of my confusing path of existence—but I stand strong and take confidence that my Father is leading me by His right hand. That He knows my heart. He knows my desires. He knows because He put them there. He put them there because I prayed for Him to abide in me and put His desires and His heart into mine. In Ezekiel 36:26-27 it says, “I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit within you; I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh and give you a heart of flesh. I will put My Spirit within you and cause you to walk in My statutes, and you will keep My judgments and do them” We have our heart of flesh and our spirit is renewed, we can stand strong and confident in the fact that Jesus has us and isn’t letting go. Do I let my thoughts my mind and freak myself out as I over think everything? Of course. Do I have to pray everyday that I let go and let God? Oh yeah. But I can breathe, step into my darkness, and be led by the Marvelous Light that knows exactly where I am going.

p.s. to the right is the link to where my pictures from Italy are going to be posted. But there is nothing up there from italy yet. Just so you know...