Do you ever feel like you’ve reached a Y in the road regarding your life? I am sure most of you are shaking your head “Yes”. I am at that fork in the road so to speak. I am standing in front of this gigantic Y. Not moving. Just standing still. I envision myself looking way down each road. The road on the left is glittery and shining beautifully, calling to me, enticing me. I just want to run into the fun glitter. It appears to be the easier path. But I can only see the beginning of that road. I only see the glittering lights. I don’t know how far those lights actually shine.
Then I look to the road to the right. It’s kind of dark in the beginning— I would have to be brave to step into that unknown darkness. I envision myself having to put on armor to protect myself against any enemies or any discomfort. But I can see further down that road. The path brightens up. An out of this world brightness of colors shine to no avail. And keeps going and going into more illuminating purity. But it’s so dark in the beginning. How could I bravely step into the darkness not knowing when I will actually reach the luminescence?
I’m still just standing there. I’m straining my neck and standing on the tips of my toes. I’m trying to see further down each road. But I cannot.
I step toward the left a little, the glitter has me mesmerized. But I hesitate. That still small voice that has guided my life for so long is telling me to go back. I run back to the beginning of the Y. I look to the right. My flesh does not want to step into the unknown. It doesn’t look pretty and captivating until way down the road. My flesh has been through so much. I just want a break. I just want instant glitter and shininess. I just want to walk left. No more trials, no more tests, no more loneliness. My flesh is tired. My flesh is weak.
Can I take a moment and say that those two words are two of the most powerful words in my vocabulary book.
But God…with these two words the plans of the enemy become ruined and undone.
I fall to my knees in between these two roads. My flesh is torn. “… you shall weep no more. He will surely be gracious to you at the sound of your cry. As soon as he hears it, he answers you. And though the Lord give you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet your Teacher will not hide himself anymore, but your eyes shall see your Teacher. And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left. Then you will defile your carved idols overlaid with silver and your gold-plated metal images. You will scatter them as unclean things. You will say to them, “Be gone!” Isaiah 30:19-22
I know in my spirit, this is a pivotal moment in my walk with the Lord. I bow my face before Him. I am reminded of trials in the past. I am reminded of being in the middle of life and death situations. Physical death and spiritual death. I am remembering the darkness of those trials. I remember Who saved me. I remember who I am. I am a Daughter of the most High King. I am a Daughter to the creator and King of the Universe! I am made for a time such as this. I am an overcomer. I have the wisdom of the Lord. I have overcome by the blood of the lamb and by the Word of my Testimony. I may be weak, but He is strong. I may be weary, but He gives me my strength. He never leaves me. He never forsakes me. He makes a way out of danger. The power of God tears down the veil. I believe in the Holy Spirit, and He has given me new life. Though I fall, He makes me new again.
Lauren Daigle sings the perfect words, “You plead my cause, You right my wrongs, You break my chains, You overcome, You gave Your life to give me mine, You say I am free, How can it be?”
For years I have struggled with perfectionism. I have tried to maintain an image of perfection, an image without stains. God is bringing me to a place of transparency in my walk with Him. Perfection doesn’t exist. If it did, we would not need Jesus. There is a world full of broken people who are at a fork in the road. I can feel the loss of strength in them. I am here cheering you on, I am here shouting, “Rise Up!” The Lord is your strength. His Word is a lamp to your feet and a light to your path. (Psalm 119:105)
Now Rise Up, and Walk Right.
It may be dark and quiet for a little while, but His light will guide every single step on the path He has ordained for your feet. And oh, once you reach the pure luminescence, you will understand the battle will have been worth it. The momentary darkness, the fear of the unknown, and the discomfort of your flesh was all preparing you for an eternal victory.
I Trust my God, I Trust my God, I Trust my God.