Forking.
We make decisions every day. Some are small and seemingly insignificant. Like waking up when I’m suppose to or sleeping in when I really shouldn’t. Like cleaning my eternally messy room or going down stairs, leaving the mess behind to play Assassins Creed Brotherhood for the 3rd time. These small decisions won’t effect my life in some huge way. Unless of course I never clean my room and one day a pile of clothes swallows me whole. Or I never get out of bed again, which would lead to a whole slew of problems. But all in all, we make small decisions all the time that don’t really seem to matter. Will I have soy milk in my chai tea or stick with 2%. A tough decision, but not life changing. Every now and then, however, everyone is faced with hard, scary decisions. These decisions are like a fork. Everyone has big, life changing decisions to make at times in their life. These forks don’t come along all the time, and they never look the same. most forks lead to different forks. Some are big, some are small. some have two prongs, others have three or four. The point, you may be begging for is decisions are scary because they never look the same way twice. Each prong must be considered carefully. But in the end, I find I just end up jumping on faith because often the path God is telling me to go on is the opposite prong than where I am comfortable.
My fork.
God is telling me he wants me to be a leader. I know it. I have not tried to pursue it very wholeheartedly. Honestly, I would rather pretend I am not hearing him, and for a while that is exactly what I did. I came to a fork that said I could be a leader, or I could pretend I have no idea what God is talking about and do a mad quiet run the other way. So that is my fork. So I ran, but the mad quiet run is not working especially since hiding from an all knowing God is pretty much impossible. Maybe I need to press the restart button on this fork.
