I’ve come to realize that I haven’t been moving forward. I’ve grown a lot, yes but I have not moved forward in life. I used to live by taking chances in seeing what happens. If “the door” was open I would walk through and move forward. If it was closed, I would move on to whatever was next. It felt like a trusted agreement with God.
The last time I used this thinking was two years ago when I was preparing to propose to my ex. I prayed that God would either keep this door open if I was move forward in this, or close it by throwing any and all road blocks and door locks in front of me. He didn’t. In fact, I got more than what I asked for when it came to the door being open. In the end, everything went to pot. My ex left me, I continued to fight for her out of commitment, and in the end I was left alone feeling betrayed and let down.
That was the last time that I can remember seeing doors of opportunity and had the willingness to walk through them with faith. The past year, I have been living my life seeing doors of opportunity but no walking towards any of them. I’ve continued to wait on God’s nudges so that I may make the correct decision; the safe decision. Why? Because it’s safe. I can’t get hurt and neither can anyone else. I’ve looked at opportunities from a distance. I’ve contemplated them. I’ve analyzed them. I’ve tried to think about how they might affect my future. I’ve done everything but act because I want to wait on a clear answer from God. A beam of light. A tiny voice. I’ve only had enough faith to wait until I hear something concrete.
What kind of faith is that? It’s like Peter waiting for the land to rise so that He could walk towards Jesus. Did he do that? No. He got out of the boat and walked on water. It was only while he was out there that his faith wavered. When Jesus caught Peter’s hand he said “You have so little faith, why did you doubt me?” (Matthew 14:31 NLT) I walked out into that engagement with faith that everything would be fine. When everything turned upside down, that’s when the waves came up and I began to sink. I lost that faith to move forward in risk. I only wanted to move forward with guaranteed assurance that I could see before even taking a step.
Last night I was talking with my friend Mary Sue and something was said of “It can’t get any worse.” When I heard that I paused and said “Well, it might not be able to get worse, but it could get just as bad.” At first, it sounds like a negative pessimistic statement. Mary Sue said that it was “soul crushing.” But thank God there’s more to it than that. I began to verbally reflect on the Bible and the persecutions that Christ’s followers suffered in their life because they followed Him.
Bad things happen. We live in a broken world filled with pain, sin, and disease. We get hurt, we get sick, we die. If it wasn’t for the hope of Christ, what would we have to live for? God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose for them. (Romans 8:28 NLT) That is the hope we have. That is the faith we have. As bad things happen, God will turn it all around for the good. So it’s not wrong to expect trials. It’s not pessimism. It’s Biblical.
Dear friends, don’t be surprised at the fiery trials you are going through, as if something strange were happening to you. 1 Peter 4:12 (NLT)
In conclusion, bad things will happen. We shouldn’t let bad situations determine how we react in our faith. You think I would have learned that by now with the trials I and my family have gone through over the years. Yet here is God, still teaching me. Yes, it was a sad heart breaking situation a year ago. But now I realize that it wasn’t because I was not listening. It was because the world is a broken place. But God has used this as one more trial to teach me something: No matter what happens, good or bad, God will work it all out for my good. He knows my heart and He knows what’s to come.
Great things are going to happen. Things are already in motion.
J. Wew