We do so much in the name of godliness.  We serve, we listen to the right radio stations, we decorate our houses with Scripture, and we take no major decision lightly but pray over it fervently before action.

How many acts of obedience do you think you’ve missed because you spent too much time asking if you should do it?

Sometimes it’s even more veiled, you don’t leave home because you’re not sure God’s told you to and so you never know what all you missed. You weren’t there to see the opportunity at all.

We don’t want to make any mistakes, right?  So we do what a good Christian should and we make extra certain that we have heard Him right before taking hasty action.  In the name of being diligent and submissive, we far too often miss the whole point.

There are times in life when God just wants us to get in the car.  Let’s ride, let me drive, can you just trust that I’m taking you to the right place?

I used to say that I trusted Him implicitly, it’s me I’m not so sure about.  I will tell you what I have come to discover about that line:

It’s a cop out.

If He’s sovereign, even I can’t screw up His plans.

I have to trust in the counsel of those He uses to lead me.  I have to trust my own abilities to discern His hand.  I have to trust that if I’m hanging with Him then I’m in the right place.  I have to trust that He can lead me and His purposes will prevail-even when I’m not sure, even if I haven’t got it all just right. I have to trust that the work He does in me daily is equipping me to succeed at the tasks to which He calls me.

Lives of obedience are ones in which moments of quiet study and surrender give rise to movements of decisive action.  You sit down to listen.  You get up to act.