The Third Way
I love God. I love following him, even when I get it wrong (often!!). It is absolutely the most exciting adventure of my life.
I particularly love it when he makes fun of my limited intelligence, and blows my mind open.
He does this often when I limit my alternatives to two. And wrestle, “Lord, should I do this? Or that? This? Or that?” Sometimes neither alternative feels quite right. Both leave me feeling a bit heavy-hearted. I can see scriptural justification for both, and see both good and evil in the outcomes of both courses of action.
I fell face down before God right now to seek his wisdom on a particular course of action. (I set the time for 30 minutes, because I am busy, we are soon leaving for a week in Granada. But if he had not spoken in 30 minutes, I would have lingered for 90 minutes, and continued wrestling, perhaps while organizing my house, for an hour or two more until he had spoken. If his answer was, “Wait some more until I do tell you,” that would have been fine too.)
But I have a big task to complete before I leave to Granada, a doable task, but a big one, and God mercifully spoke just before my timer went off.
God told me what to do with what I was agonizing about. A third alternative, I had not considered. But one which does fill my heart with joy and energy.
So life is never just either/or. There can be an And. When God expands our mind.
And bless and strengthen me indeed, God, and help me to continue hearing from you, and to write only what I hear the Spirit saying to the Church. Nothing more. And nothing less!