Waiting on the Father

“I don’t wanna go if you’re not going before me...” ~Chris Renzema

For we are his children; and I’m sure you remember that moment, back when you were still below your father’s waist, when you went though a crowd, and you thought you were brave enough to set out on your own. So off you ran giggling until you turned around and realized your parent was nowhere to be seen. I’m sure you remember that drop in the pit of your stomach after you realized you couldn’t make your way on your own, and you had no idea where you were supposed to be going.

The Lord does not want that for us. He wants us holding tightly to his hand, a step behind him, trusting that he knows how to navigate the crowd.

And you know the difference between pursuing something you know He has already bowed before, compared with the thing you think you want for yourself but feel a void of connection to from your soul.

That difference is the difference between waiting on God to point us in the right direction, and thinking we know our way when it will ultimately leave us more lost.