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He Is At Work
I’m standing in a hallways with dozens and dozens of doors lining the path.
Each door looks the same.
There is no way to tell what is behind door number one, two, three and so on.
In my hand is a ring filled with keys.
One of those keys opens the door but I have no idea which one.
My life is about finding the right key to the right door.
But opening the wrong doors is part of the journey.
The world wants me to get it right the first time.
My God wants me to look at each door, not as a wrong step but as a step in the right direction.
I get hopeless sometimes.
Rather than allow God to lead me I start opening doors left and right in a panic to find the right one.
This morning I read “He worketh” a line from the Psalms.
Man likes to look at analytics and polls to determine his/her direction. Culture rewards points for closures, finances and following the doctrine of the day.
God is not like that. Our lives are on a path, His path, and while we may not find applause from the numb world we live in, the journey never changed.
As we grow older, yes I’m growing older, we see time slipping by. Our days of door opening lessened by time. There’s pressure to get to the right door faster because I don’t have much time.
What if life isn’t about finding the door but trusting the Father in the journey. If He is for me then who can be against me?
The last three years have been taxing and as cultured degenerates into something unrecognizable to many of us it’s tempting to run through the hallway quickly trying key after key but missing the point of the search.
I need to slow my search. I need to remember He is working. His timing is perfect and none of this is a surprise to Him.
I wonder how much of my life I’ve wasted “worrying” about things He is already working on?
Something to think about.
