Abiding

"Faith never knows where it is being led, but it loves and knows the One who is leading." Oswald Chambers

I struggle with being led. I dig my feet in, I thrash about, I blaspheme the Truth that regardless of my ability to see it, the plan is the plan… and the plan is good for me. The funny thing is that every single one of His bridges have held. I’ve never been left. I’ve never been forsaken. In fact, He is the only One that I can say that about. The realization that you’re discontent with certain parts of your life can weigh on your soul like a big, clammy dark thing that taunts you with its tinny fallacies that you’ve been abandoned to the woods of dissatisfaction. But that is a lie. Sometimes Jesus lets other people fail us, plans fail us, our own will fail us… because He wants us to see the stark contrast between the hallow way that the world pursues us, and the ripe richness of satisfaction that is His pursuit of our hearts and our lives. Sometimes He lets things around us fade into a deafening silence of white noise that we can hear His love song to us… His relentless call that He desires our hearts, and that He is willing to fight for us. Sometimes He removes the presence of others so that we can find His hand. And once we do, all He requires of us is that we hold onto it, and abide in His love.