“Worry implies that we don’t quite trust God is big enough, powerful enough, or loving enough to take care of what’s happening in our lives. Stress says the things we are involved in are important enough to merit our impatience, our lack of grace towards others, or our tight grip of control. Basically, these two behaviors communicate that it’s okay to sin and not trust God because the stuff in my life is somehow exceptional. Both worry and stress reek of arrogance. They declare our tendency to forget that we’ve been forgiven, that our lives are brief …and that in the context of God’s strength, our problems are small, indeed.” -Francis Chan
I’m writing this from the comfort of my college apartment. And by “comfort” I mean that I am currently contemplating selling my limbs on the black market because I don’t know where the heck rent is going to come from this month and the “heat” is sitting on a whopping sixty-seven degrees because we, my roommate and I, can not afford the seventies. We really can’t afford the height of luxury that is the sixties either. Honestly, we should just rip the unit out altogether and live like the cattle, really, it’s the American dream. But hey, I’m a lot more comfortable in here than I would be out there.
Isn’t that how it goes? You know what, God? I think I’m going to skip out on this day and waste a little opportunity because this world is getting crazy and I’ll probably just get shot or picketed to death if I go outside anyway, but hey thanks for putting forth the effort to make the sun rise this morning, I’ll be in bed hiding from life if you need me.
But seriously, nine times out of ten this is how we choose to live. When we give into fear and doubt of the Lord’s perfect provision, we are robbing ourselves of the abundant overflow of joy and satisfaction that comes with living in the freedom of the Spirit. It’s perfect, literally unflawed. There isn’t a day ahead of us where the Lord hasn’t already been, putting every hair in its place.
So often we hear about walking beside the Lord, which in concept is great, but when you walk beside someone you still have your own stride, your own speed of getting somewhere. Galatians 5:25 calls us to go even a little further than that in “…keeping in step with the Spirit.”
In step. Not before, not behind, not beside, but in step. I can’t help but be reminded of one of my favorite memories as a little girl- dancing on my daddy’s toes. I can still hear him telling me to “hold on tight” and my raspy giggle as he waltzed around the living room, my five-year-old grip doing the best it could to cut off all circulation to his index fingers. Every count. Every twirl. I couldn’t go anywhere he didn’t without falling or getting out of rhythm, but he was right there to fix my feet when they slipped.
When we surrender to this way of living, we are saying “YES” to an ordained and FULL life, speaking defeat over the fear of our flesh and silencing the voice of the enemy. Agreeing that God is our sovereign provider and giver of incomprehensible peace, our ultimate source of healing and protection. May we stop cowering on the edge, insulting Him with our putting boundaries on his BIG, insurmountable love and JUMP into freedom. Walking in sync with Christ, TRUSTING in His perfect timing. RECOGNIZING that this battle is the Lord’s. BELIEVING we are more than conquerors and OVERFLOWING with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
So GO! Go out there and dance into freedom on the toes of your daddy. xoxo
The LORD your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17