"Don't ask for God to guide your Footstep
...if you are not willing to move your feet."
These were the words that concluded my post the other day. A post I didn't write myself, but an email I received that just resonated with me. Though the whole post had meaning, these words have been ringing through my mind over and over again since I read them.
These words halted the flowery poetry, and caused me to realize that for some time now, I've been doing just that -- asking for guidance, but standing dead in my tracks -- afraid or unwilling to take a step.
I look in the mirror and can see, that physically I need to get moving -- yet quite literally I am idle.
I look around my home and see the work that needs to be done -- but take no interest in doing it.
I pray every day for things to be different for me professionally -- but take no steps to change them.
I am, like this morning, overcast and cold. Filled with self-doubt. Afraid of failing. Asking God to guide my footsteps, but then refusing to move my feet.
If you are reading this and thinking I am being too hard on myself -- I'm not. I'm being honest. I blame no one, but myself, for this feeling I have. I've been talking the talk of joy and optimism -- but I haven't been walking the walk.
So God in Heaven....
Today I Pray...
...free me from the excuses
...help me to lift this self-imposed burden of sadness and self-pity
Help me to pick myself up
Dust myself off
And give me the courage
...in the direction of my dreams
I know there is a sun
that is peaking through the clouds
Help me to see that light.
"In danger I called on the Lord;
the Lord answered me and set me free.
The Lord is with me; I am not afraid;
what can mortals do against me?"