The day started off on a frustrating note. I was overwhelmed, and frankly, just sick and tired of being sick and tired. By lunch time, I was ready for some me-time, some Jesus-time, and a good ol’ sweaty run.
People often ask me if I’ve ever heard the audible voice of God. Answer: I have not. But every once and a while, Jesus and I get really, real. And the way He responds takes my breath away and reminds me, yet again, of who’s in charge. Like He did on this particular run. I had enough, and I set out to tell the Big Guy all about it. I hadn’t even picked up my pace when I started in…
Me: Okay, God. I’ve had it. I’m tired. My body aches and I don’t know why. I don’t understand where you are or what any of this is about, but I feel alone, overwhelmed, frustrated and lost. I’m back to asking you to at least let me know that you’re here and that you see me and that you’re at least working on this.
For the next 30 minutes, He did the talking:
Life is a journey that’s meant to be run, Kelli, He said. And just like any race, there are different challenges, different requirements and different approaches. I see you. And I know that you’re frustrated and overwhelmed, but remember that I will guide you through each phase. You just need to keep your eyes and ears open to the signs along the way.
The signs along the way will guide you. Some will remind you how far you’ve come and others will warn you of what’s ahead. The signs will evoke different emotions in you and that’s just part of the journey. Watch for the signs, and most importantly, adhere to them. They will keep you on the path.
The path will lead you to your destination. The path can be trusted and is meant to be traveled. However, the terrain will look different at various stages. Enjoy the times when the path leads under shaded trees and cool brooks. Sometimes you will see where the path is leading, and other times, you won’t know what’s around the next bend. Sometimes the path will be smooth and other times, it will be like boulder jumping. Trust me and trust the path to lead you through each season.
The seasons offer a promise: that nothing will last forever. What’s beautiful about the seasons is that at times, your life will reflect evidence of a prior season. Pinecones from last fall may lay next to new life bursting forth this spring. As you live through each season, it will become your story, your unfolding. And remember, I am making all things new. I specialize in creating beauty from ashes. New life from old. But as you tire and thirst from each season, remember to come to the well.
Drink from my fountain. When your well is dry, fill it up. Ask me and let me fill you up until you overflow. Don’t be scared to let me in to the dry, parched, cracked and brittle parts. I’ll meet you there. I’ll quench your thirst. Fill your buckets with the things that you love and the people that you cherish and let me in to all that, too. I’ll drench you with promise and hope and spectacular adventure.
I love you. The journey is yours, and I see your heart that is set about the trail. I’ll meet you here. Your job is to run, my job is pave the way. Come, follow me, one step at a time.