To be in passionate pursuit of a dream is a gift. And also a worry. Will I be good enough? Can I handle the reality of the call? Is this life really for me?
It’s a blessing given with a tag of obedience. Yes, radical obedience, that at times looks like stress.
But in hot pursuit of the calling, we continue to walk. Forward. Engaging in every step to the fullest of our ability. Negotiating the price to a mere portion of what we may afford out of our love banks. Requesting just a few more days, a few more hours, to prepare. But the righteous step out in faith and go forward.
The steps of a man are established by the Lord, And He delights in his way. (Psalms 37:23 NASB)
Her steps driven by the very feet of God who blazes a trail on the path before her.
She takes each step with pride, not of her own ability, but the One who set her free. Surely if He has accomplished such grave unbinding wonders, He is capable of even more than this. And so she walks the trail that follows Him wherever it might lead. Trusting in the hand that pulls from graves.
Surely He is capable of even more than this. More than we could ever ask or imagine. And so radical obedience becomes radically blessed at the hands and feet of nail scarred limbs. Ready. Waiting to walk in the gaps. The places where obedience might falter or look strange and daunting. He stands the gap. And she walks. Courageously motivated by the will of her amazing Father in heaven.
The one who breaks it all. All the chains. Just for the sake of making her new. She rises with passion in her purpose and inches one step closer to who He has called her to be. She is radically obedient. And He calls her radically blessed.