Jesus said, “Follow me, become who you were meant to be in Me.”
So we lay everything at His feet and start on the journey.
And as long as we keep following, keep moving, the current of His mercy will take us where we need to go.
It may be down, further than we thought possible, but the family of God flows and moves with the Spirit, bumping along the jagged rocks, the smooth feeling of fish traveling alongside us lifting our souls because they seem to know exactly where they are going.
We were born in this crevice of the world. We were born to flow, not to fight, but to follow, not defy.
And so each day we hear His voice, and we continue to follow, to flow, down, deeper, deeper. We find joy in fulfilling our purpose. We don’t always know what lies beyond the bend, but when we choose to move with Him, it is then that he guides us, taking us into His arms, carrying us.
He never cushions our fall. Instead he delivers us from the treacherous depths.
How beautiful it is to follow. How sweet it is to surrender.
How awe filled are we to know that a higher place is coming.
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