I recently came to a crossroad, the choice between continuing on my path or taking a sharp left. I don’t know about you, but in situations like these, I tend to set up camp and talk myself in and out of every possibility for taking either direction (enter memories of debates on a Robert Frost poem – there is no road!). Both choices seemed promising, so I built my tent and sat a while.
I asked Pastor Eric if there was ever a metaphorical clear path lit up by sunrays with birds singing and such — and the short answer is no. He did, however, say that God wants us to choose the path that allows us to be who He has created us to be. While knowing this information didn’t suddenly present a clear path, it did help me frame my questions and concerns.
The bible says in James 1:5-6,
“If you want to know what God wants you to do, ask him, and he will gladly tell you… But when you ask him, be sure that you really expect him to tell you.”
I asked him. I asked others. I prayed.
To keep this short, I’ll be vague and say that the crossroad was washed away in the monsoons and I find myself in the midst of the aftermath, not entirely sure what lies ahead but relieved to be rid of a choice for now. It was a clear answer to prayer – no, that was not the path for me (yet or ever, who knows). One thing I do know, is that God is still with me.
So, I am curious, reader, Villager. How has God shown you where to go? Was it clear? Was is difficult? Did the choice vanish or did you choose to walk away?
Thanks for reading.