Crossroads

I’ve been standing at a crossroads lately. There are many road signs, many different directions to choose from. Wait; Edit Capturing Beauty; Get a paying job; Polish the Brooks series; Start a new story.

And as someone who’s a planner, someone who likes to know what’s coming next, I don’t particularly like this junction, yet it’s not a bad place to be.

It’s a place where I have no choice but to stop. To listen. Hear. Lessons are taught here, and ingrained into my being. Lessons on patience. Learning to be still, to let go and empty myself. Learning to listen, hear, trust … obey. God knows I need work in those areas. But as Philippians 1:6 says, “…he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” But He can only work in me if I’m open to Him, if I give Him 100% of me, not 90%, not even 99%, but 100%.

And that takes trust. Trust that He knows the best way, that He has the best road picked out for me to travel. All I have to do is be open to hearing His voice, to seeing Him point in His chosen direction, and then follow.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.” Proverbs 3:5-6

Sidewalks Prophets has a recent release, Help Me Find It, a beautiful prayer asking God for His direction.