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A Little Like Flying

"Why do you say, O Jacob,
    and speak, O Israel,
'My way is hidden from the Lord,
    and my right is disregarded by my God'?
28 Have you not known? Have you not heard? 
The Lord is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He does not faint or grow weary;
    his understanding is unsearchable.... 
But those who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength,
    they shall mount up with wings like eagles,
they shall run and not be weary,
    they shall walk and not faint." Isaiah 40:27,28,31

I was sitting the other day marveling at why I don't need to be worried about my future. One by one I was listing all the things that God knows and sees. He knows what my retirement will be like. He knows who I will or won't marry. He knows what ministry I will be doing in two years. He knows my heart, how I feel, what I think about and care about. He knows the hearts of the people around me. He knows what my next job will be. He knows everything that will happen tomorrow. He knows whether or not I will make it home safely today. And not only does he know all these things, but he cares about me! "So do not be afraid; you are of more value than many sparrows." Mt.10:31 

When I forget this amazing truth I begin to worry about what will happen and to stress over decisions I make. I unintentionally start believing and acting as if my way were "hidden from the Lord" or as if I were "disregarded by my God." But it is not, and I am not... He knows, he cares, and he is always at work. This is what gives me the ability to wait. When all my decisions and plans seem foggy, I can sit contentedly waiting and trusting, or I can walk or run, even without direction, because I know that though I cannot see through the fog, the one who created my path AND the fog sees far beyond the road I'm on. He sees me at the finish line, with him, walking me home. He knows where my feet will land. So... whereas waiting is usually very frustrating to me, right now I'm quite enjoying the newness of each moment spent just trusting God for my next step as my foot meets the ground. Real trust actually makes the waiting fun. It's very freeing! A little like flying...

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