Life is a hallway of doors.
You take one step forward. Then another. You see a door. Knock on it. It opens? Go through. Doesn’t open? Move on. Your job is not to force any door to open, not to freak out about which door opens or doesn’t, but to trust God—and put one foot in front of the other.
It seems so simple, but really it’s not. At least not for me.
I let a gazillion little worries buzz through my brain and I give all those worries too much thought time. They’re like a cloud of insects, a swarm of dust.
It seems so easy—“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight” Proverbs 3:5-6. But it’s not. Because we make it so complicated. We pile on our experience, our fears, our insecurities. And all of a sudden we’re either paralyzed, collapsed in front of a closed door, weeping, wanting to give up, destitute, depressed. Or we’re sprinting down the hallway or throwing our weight aimlessly at doors, crashing through them or trying to wedge them open with all our weight.
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