It’s a day like every other, but if I could imagine a day to hang out with Jesus on a boat, today would be the one. Sailing out to sea, I’d feel the cool breeze, the water’s mist, and envision the conversation that would flow freely. The Peace. Would you like to join me?
As we set sail, there would come a point in our journey where I’d openly confess that I’m a scared girl from south Texas (like He didn’t know), and that the words He’s spoken to my soul are too much. He would tell me it’s time to quit hiding, that if He said “go” He meant go. He’d promise to lead and send a boatload of courage for the journey. Knowing me, I’d make the point that I’d rather hide out in the belly of the boat with Him and someone else could land us safely on shore.
I know that’s how our conversation would go, because it’s a conversation Jesus and I continually have. He beckons and calls me out. I see my inadequacies and want to run for cover. I beg Him to let someone else lead and I’ll follow, as I’m more comfortable following. I remind Him I’m really not that courageous, while I try to understand.
Today as I run for His word, His voice gets stronger as scriptures come to life —
-stand up for the poor
-help the needy
-make Jesus known to all
-set myself aside
-help others get ahead
-lead the way
I cry out and circumstances began to line up in crazy ways —
-the lost soul calls out to me
-opportunities to teach come full circle
-an influential partner with knowledge shows up to help
-friends speak truths that if I don’t “go” I might miss out on what God has purposed for me
I talk. I cry some more. I question, and that’s where fear has me!
Even though He promises a boatload of courage, I stop and drag my feet because:
I’m afraid to share with others because they might not understand.
I want to research more in hopes that there is someone else to take the lead.
I want a guarantee of what God is fixing to do!
Basically, I want all the answers before I set sail into a sea of the unknown.
Jesus doesn’t provide all the answers before the journey. However, He’ll provide a boatload of courage when the worlds of your comfort and obedience collide.
Where are you along this journey? Fearful of the whispering in your heart?
Listening, but hunkered in the boat?
Or are you the brave one who has set sail?
Oh please, tell of your journey that we might all relate!
Hi Alene,
Great post…it sounds like you are embarking on a new adventure with Jesus…for the past year, I have been following Jesus on new adventures despite my fears. If I can pray for you, let me know. Blessings :)
Hey girl – great to hear from you. Yes – new adventure with Jesus. I’ll be laying out specifics soon. I’m hoping over to your place gotta read about fear not being my enemy. blessings
Oh does He ever have me on a journey, Alene. It’s been painful–this breaking pride down. It’s been humbling–this confessing I am worthless without Him. And I have felt the crashing waves as He has shown me the dirt I’ve smothered myself in…ah but grace. For He has shown me the beauty this power wash will bring. So I’m with you. I’ll cling tight to Jesus. I might close my eyes, but at least that helps me feel the breeze of mercy!
Looking forward to hearing more from you, friend.
I’ll just sit here in the bottom of the boat for now, has anyone got the directions to Tarshish?
Amy – cracking me up!!!!
Which way to Tarshish? Anyone?