While home for Thanksgiving, which was quite wonderful, I came across something I had thought about before, but had never put into words. It had to do with trusting God when you don't know what to do. I made the analogy that it is like cliff-jumping. We make a decision, sometimes not sure if it is the right one, and that is when we jump. God is there, and He will either catch us immediately, or He will let us hit the side of the cliff and get brusied and bloodied a bit on the way down. However, He still catches us. It may not be as soon as we want to be caught, but we are caught. God promises to catch us, but He never promises we won't get hurt. He sometimes lets us hit the rock wall that slopes out, but what doesn't kill us only makes us strong. Or so I've heard.
Note: I just had to come up with this analogy for someone else, and I'm not being beat against the rocks, at least not now. Thanks for your concerns and prayers.
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