Recently, my husband and I stood at yet another crossroads. We had to decide if we would rebel against God’s peace and keep plowing forward in path of our plans, or trust His heart and choose what seemed illogical?
Why, so often, are trusting God and the illogical inexplicably bound together? And in the same breath, why does His peace escape us when we get obsessed with our plans?
I wonder, will His ways will ever make sense to us…have they ever?
No, they haven’t, at least not in the moment, at the crossroads, in the heat of decision-making.
Looking back over my life, I’ve never been right when it comes to correctly piecing my future together. God wins every time. Sure, He was gracious enough to give me glimpses and peeks, but the whole picture remained shrouded in mystery until the time was right.
His goodness progressively unfolds and continually surpasses even our wildest imaginations. He likes to keep his plans under wraps.
The suspense isn’t there to kill us but captivate us. God keeps secrets so that we keep edging closer into His heart.
The crossroads we face don’t have to be a place of paralysis or fear, instead they can be a gift to us.
God isn’t playing a game or trying to make our lives more difficult. Rather He is about to unleash His extravagance and favor in unfamiliar ways.
We just don’t know it yet.
If we dare to gradually, timidly, unwrap the illogical, we quickly discover the treasures therein. After all, choosing what is unreasonable isn’t something new to the pilgrims of our faith. When we accept what we can’t figure out, we are in the company of the woman in the crowd who touched His garment and received her long-awaited healing.
We are joining David in his brazen dance and adding to the ever-expanding list of God-wonders.
“O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us. Your plans for us are too numerous to list. You have no equal. If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come to the end of them.” Psalm 40:5
We are stepping into the Greatest Romance as His beloved bride, ripping open His love letters and finding out what He’s like and what He thinks about us.
I wish I could report that these crossroads in life become easier to navigate, but as far as I can tell, it always feels like the first time. We lose sleep in the struggle to surrender. We wrestle against His perfect will.
The decision to simply receive, oddly enough, doesn’t ever become easy. Seeing Him with arms open ready to give us good gifts still rubs against our stiff religious rules.
At these latest crossroads, my husband and I are learning (again) to pry ourselves open, to receive the unimaginable, what doesn’t make sense to us, to stumble down the foggy path with smiles on our faces.
Do we feel like we might be wrong? Yes. Are we unsure of how this will all pan out? Definitely! Are we tempted every day to fall back onto what we can calculate? Yup.
But the goodness of God, His faithfulness, and abundant provision cannot be measured in our hands or computed in our heads.
His ways are beyond us and we take this gift with gladness.