I recently did something really scary. What I did is not important (well, it’s important to me but not so much for you). What IS important is that I was terrified. I still am. But I knew deep in my soul, which I think is deeper than my gut, that it was the right thing. The true thing. The real thing.
One of you reading this, right now, is there.
And I’m going to ignore the rest of you for a moment and talk just to her. Or him. You all don’t mind, do you? Because this is important.
You know what you have to do and it’s time for you to move. Not blindly or impulsively (and for the record I’m not referring to the thing that just struck you this morning).
I’m talking about the thing you’ve known you’ve needed to do for a long time and you’ve allowed one thing to keep you from doing it:
FEAR
And when you operate out of fear you don’t operate out of the truth.
That thing? That “in your soul you know you have to move” thing? Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
So here’s what I want you to do – you’ve already prayed about it for a really long time but I want you to pray again, and surround yourself with people who will pray for you and with you.
Assemble your tribe (you know, those who truly know you and love you) and get them in their appointed places. Tell the bakers to go ahead and make you a pie (my friend, Julie, did that last night), let those that practically (or actually) sing with encouragement cheer you on, and prepare to step out and do the hard thing.
It won’t be easy and it won’t be without sacrifice. But in the end, you’ll be able to wake up each day knowing that you chose well.
And sit back and watch what amazing things God does.
| TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, | |
| And sorry I could not travel both | |
| And be one traveler, long I stood | |
| And looked down one as far as I could | |
| To where it bent in the undergrowth; | 5 |
| Then took the other, as just as fair, | |
| And having perhaps the better claim, | |
| Because it was grassy and wanted wear; | |
| Though as for that the passing there | |
| Had worn them really about the same, | 10 |
| And both that morning equally lay | |
| In leaves no step had trodden black. | |
| Oh, I kept the first for another day! | |
| Yet knowing how way leads on to way, | |
| I doubted if I should ever come back. | 15 |
| I shall be telling this with a sigh | |
| Somewhere ages and ages hence: | |
| Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— | |
| I took the one less traveled by, | |
| And that has made all the difference. |
Happy Running. And daring.
Jen