On these hang all the law and the prophets
A couple days ago I wrote about driving through the desert in the comfort of our vehicle and that I noticed just how vast the desert surrounding us actually was.
As I thought about Isaiah 43:19 that day, I realized that the “new thing” God is doing is not happening in the place where I am comfortable.
This morning at men’s prayer God gave me some words, and I finally spoke them. Later I said, “I’m more of a ‘write it down’ guy that a ‘say it out loud’ guy.” One of the other guys immediately asked me, “Who told you that?” That limitation didn’t come from God.
Imagine you were in a dark room with no windows or doors, with only a dim, tiny bulb for light. Feeling around, you discover that parts of the wall are solid brick, parts are thin wood paneling, and other parts are made of paper. You break through the paper to find more walls behind. You bloody your knuckles trying to break through some paneling. More walls.
I had a “vision” this morning. I use that word loosely. In reality, it was more like me imagining myself being in an action movie scene, complete with a dramatic orchestral soundtrack. 1
I was walking down a nice trail with a friend. We were talking and enjoying hanging out. The views were nice. It wasn’t a piece of cake walk, but not really strenuous either — comfortably difficult. Most importantly, it headed toward a place I wanted to go.