Monday, October 27, 2008
The word "possible"
Do you ever realize that you are hiding under a rock, only to discover that the rock is not big enough to hide you. Like a kid that covers their eyes thinking that they cannot be seen because they see nothing. I am that kid and I am under the rock and somehow I have made myself comfortable under its tiny shelter. The last few weeks have been difficult for me, because what I have perceived to be me and what I do is changing. My personal rock is shifting and I see that it not so big after all. My rock is a pebble, just something you find on the beach and if it is flat enough you skip it. Suddenly I see myself standing next to this shelter that is not much of a shelter and I am afraid of what I can do without it. What is POS.SI.BLE? I am not liking that word very much right now, it delivers a trapped sensation straight to my heart. I realize that the word in itself is not bad, it is what I have made it. Hiding under my rock I have made the word possible something bad. Suddenly it is about me, who I am and what I can do or cannot do. It is the "NOT POSSIBLE" that I fear. So, what happened to I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength?
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Oh, Lars. I can so relate. It's those times that I try to remind myself that God only asked the Israelites to step into the water~ take the risk of believing He would do it. When they stepped out, He did the rest~ He parted the water and brought them into the Promised Land. They were only responsible for believing and stepping out. He was responsible for all the rest. I'm sure glad He's willing!
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