Even on a regular Tuesday in the beginning of February, God knows. He knows our hurts, our triumphs, the tears we cry, the people we love, the prayers we pray or don’t pray, and even the frustration we have sometimes with Him. While we’re following Him, sometimes he leads us off the edge of a cliff into the water.
That’s when I put on my breaks and say, “No way.” There are a multitude of practical and realistic reasons why I wouldn’t want to follow Him there. My cliffs are sometimes being willing to forgive or confront or apologize or be vulnerable. He knows them all. Yet, He asks me to follow Him and to trust His ways. Thankfully, He is patient while I pace on the top of the cliff for far too long.
He knows me well.
b'ahava 