The unchartered road before us can be daunting when trying to decide which path to take. While knee-deep in making gut-wrenching decisions, I sometimes get caught up in speculating the consequences, playing it out in my mind. At times, this can be a disservice of sorts because our minds tend to follow our fears, distorting our outlook.
Learning to pour out my heart to Christ — for the heavy and the light decisions — has been a significant change in my reasoning, my thought life. This sounds simple enough, but working out your salvation is an ongoing task. It can take persistence and grit. It can be unbelievably challenging to take time to be calm, be still, humble your heart, and receive his word directly into your soul.
Visualizing a path before me helps me breathe deeper and provides the right framework for listening and contemplation. In my NIV Bible, there are 107 references to the words “path” and “paths,” many of them in Psalms and Proverbs. I’m looking forward to studying each one of those mentions. The illustration of a path, a specific direction, a way forward, speaks hope to me.
Through endless journals, I’ve noted times in my life where specific decisions were realized. Often, I saw the path before me but had no idea what the journey would be like or how I’d have the strength to get there. The path would inevitably change and sway with the unpredictable, divine providence. I thrive on that kind of vision. Having God-initiative, concrete purpose gives me a clear starting point.
Below is a prayer during a time when my heart took flight. When a decision was once again made to follow God’s leading in my heart.
Like travel calling me abroad, there are no boundaries, no borders in my mind.
I’m packing lightly, taking with me some precious things. I hold them dear to my heart.
My trip is scheduled, customized for me. The itinerary is fuzzy, the menu of options, various stops, unclear — yet I know my destination. I know my goal. And I know I must go.
My soul is marked with a passport only believers possess. To each place, each portion, his or her own.
In my heart I’m already there. My mind is tempted to fill in the blanks with images, music, faces, light, and darkness. But I know my hope — my hope is in the Lord. His timing perfect; not mine.
The moment I step onto the path, I feel free; I know this is the right thing to do. I feel a lightness unlike the heaviness that has burdened me for so long.
Guide my steps so that I follow you.
Prepare all of me for the hike ahead.
Lead me down the path of light.