Yesterday we awoke to a soft and mysterious thick fog. By mid morning, when it still hadn’t lifted, we left to drive the 18 miles to town to get our Thanksgiving groceries. I wondered if our trip in poor visibility was too risky. This morning I realized yesterday’s adventure had become a metaphor, as I read the last chapter of Luci Shaw’s book, The Crime of Living Cautiously.
In that chapter, Luci Shaw wrote, “The cliff edge of our anxiety about the future may indicate that God is calling us to a new and different level of faith. When we walk, praying for guidance, to the edge of all the light we have and breathlessly take that first step into the foggy mystery of the unknown, we must believe that one of two things will happen: either God will provide us with something rock-solid to land on and stand on, or he will teach us how to fly.” In her questions for reflection she asks, “Have you made the choice between living by fear or by faith? What is you cliff edge of anxiety?”
I want to live by faith, not fear. How about you? Today I thank God for the wonderful adventures he has led me on and the courage he gave me to follow. I want him to know that I am willing to continue the journey, even when the fog is thick and the next step is frightening. Lead on, Oh God.