Where Do I Go From Here?
I have free will, a most wonderful gift. I can choose to jump off that platform, or I can scramble back down to the safety of solid ground. 2020 was just a number, not some cursed runes that destined me to live through a dumpster fire. 2021 will also just be a number. What matters is where I go from here since I choose what steps I take, what path I take, what leap I make.
But the wise thing is to listen to whoever knows the best outcome and choose with that in mind. I had to accept God knows the best outcome for me. So I had to learn to listen to His words in order to make the wise choices.
It was hard to listen to Him, though, with so much competing noise. And 2020 was loud and shrill, full of fear, doubt, and threats shouting from every corner. It felt like I was drowning sometimes, very much like when I jumped off the Leap of Faith and before my friend had pulled me ashore.
“What do you mean you don’t know how to swim?!”
But like my friend did who saved me from drowning, God loved me. And despite my not being knowledgeable and wise and taking my own unprepared steps all throughout 2020 off platforms here and there—despite all that, God really did work things together for my good. Because He loves me. Because I love and obey Him.
Here’s several good things He did for me:
Here’s to the straight paths God has waiting for us, if only we accept His wisdom on how to follow them. That Leap of Faith doesn’t need to be blind.
“Acknowledge him in all your ways, and he will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:6 NET)
Incidentally, I jumped off the platform twice at the retreat. Both times I had to be saved. I guess I have a thick skull.