Sometime I crack myself up.
I’ve been pondering a big change in my life and have been asking God about it. Two days ago, I was reading in Deuteronomy about the hill country and decided that yes, this change was a little bit like heading into the hill country.
So I read: “Break camp and advance into the hill country…”
Sweet! God must want me to make this change!
Then a few days later, I read: “You have made your way around this hill country long enough; now turn north.”
So you don’t want me to go to the hill country?
No, I thought, that must not be what you mean, God. After all, I really think you are calling me to the hill country. That other thing about leaving the hill country? That was just a fluke, not a sign.
It seemed like God smiled. See, that’s the problem with me and signs. I should really just be honest with God. When I’m looking for signs to do something, I should just say, “God, I really want to do this thing, so I am going to look for things that point to it and call them signs. If I see something that points away from it, I’ll brush it off and call myself silly for doubting what I’m certain you are saying to me.”
I thought I was seeking God’s will, but He (in his gentle way), let me know that I was really just looking for him to agree with my way of doing things.
Sorry about that, God.
What would you really like to say to me?