Fork In The Road

This past week, I turned, as they say, another page. Is it signfificant? I really don’t know…because as hackneyed as it may sound, every day is a gift. (Thank you, Brian Butson!)

So, as I sit in the quiet of a sunshine-filled living room, I can’t help but marvel at this thing we call life. There is an awareness of gratitude so large and expansive, it give me shivers. There is a sense of wonder, hope and stunning knowledge that God is not done with me yet. Do you ever feel that way? If so, then you will know how it takes one’s breath away!

God has given me very simple “marching instructions”. “Trust Me“, is what He said. (Thank you Dan Morrell for the beautiful painting you did which captures that and hangs in my dining room!) Trust Him. Yes, indeed.

It is such a simple phrase, isn’t it? Yet, when it comes down to it, that decision comes with a pretty big fork in the road. Four years ago, when I moved back to DFW, I was given a choice whether to trust or become like Lot’s wife. YIKES! Talk about a wake-up call.

Today, with possibilities in front of me, demands with my job, adjustments nearly every day – I put the hopes and dreams that fill my heart at the feet of the One Who Is Trustworthy. He has made me His. Against all odds, I am His forever. I still have more questions than answers – however, the biggest question I have answered is – Yes, Lord. I trust You.

Really, that’s all that matters.

– RG