Do you ever piddle away at little things because they’re…
well, little? I sure do. Right now I’m obsessing over whether to get new
cell phone or not. I mean, I’ve dropped
mine a couple of times, and it’s beginning to get glitchy. Is that really
how I should spend the better part of day – cruisin’ through Amazon and Verizon
looking for the best deal? If I keep
this up I’ll fall into that pseudo-spiritual black hole that makes people ask: Would
Jesus have an iPhone or a Droid?
I’m confessing this so I’ll stop doing it… stop going down
these rabbit trails and begin my trek into the great unknown. Sometimes the thought of “the possible,” of
what might happen if I simply leapt in faith, scares the fool outta me. Maybe that’s one way to get rid of the “fool”
part and start actually becoming all
those things I say I believe. You know,
things like: I am a child of God… I can
rise up and soar like an eagle… I am free, forgiven, loved… I can do all things
through Christ who infuses me with strength… that in me is the power to raise
the dead. And this is only the
proverbial tip of the iceberg. If these are just mere metaphors, then I should shut
up and be content with whatever rut feels the best. But if all these things are true…
I can leap.
It’s overwhelming sometimes. Okay, most of the time. I feel so very small. I guess that doesn’t matter – what matters is
believing more in God’s abilities than in my inabilities.
And now I just need to back up… begin to run… hit the edge
of the cliff and……
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