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Of Course It Doesn't Make Sense

Of Course It Doesn't Make Sense

I needed to take a walk. It was sort of random leaving my groceries on the tool box of my truck in the warm night air, but oh well.

Today was a big day. I am writing this the evening of the launch of the Kickstarter campaign. Don't worry, I am not going to hit you up. I won't even post the link.

As I walked, the wind swirled around the houses the warm air carried a cool edge. I walked down the same street where many months ago I had the inspiration to write Walking Through Walls. That day was cold and I was driving vs. tonight, which was a warm walk. The cold day was a step towards the door handle of the unknown and tonight I'm in the middle of the room. A progression towards opposites.

As I walked I reflected on this crazy journey and occurred to me that God's promptings rarely make sense from a logical perspective. Plant a church, start a business, share your faith with that witch...write a book. Why would God call us to things for which we are unprepared?

Of course it doesn't make sense.

God shows up when it doesn't make sense and makes it make sense. It's a hand to palm deal, where onlookers go ohhhhh. Our human fallacy and gaps are very real and very wide. At least mine are. Sometimes when God calls us to a task, we don't have what it takes - but He does.

God does not contradict Himself. That's why when God says that we are His workmanship and that we are created for good works (Ephesians 2:10), we can rest with confidence that we are a divine masterpiece and that we are capable of doing the work God puts in front of us. Capably incapable, maybe.

If you feel a tug to do something beyond you, don't explain it away with fearful logic. Let it ruminate and sit in your mind like a crockpot. If time passes and prayer doesn't yield another answer, try counsel. If wise counsel doesn't yield another answer, try leaping like a madman at that stirring. Grab hold of it, pray your guts out, and get after it.

It won't make sense though.

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