Signs, signs, everywhere the signs.
But none of them are the one I’m looking for.
Sometimes I just want a sign from God. Ya know?
A big ole billboard on the highway. A crystal clear message in great big letters.
“GO GET YOUR DOCTORATE”
“TAKE GUITAR LESSONS”
“YOU’RE DOING GREAT. JUST STAY ON COURSE.”
Instead, I get whispers. Hints. Little flickers of insight. A song on the radio. A touching post on Facebook. Tiny little messages that speak to me, and MIGHT be from the Holy Spirit.
Why do God’s signs have to be so small like that? So subject to interpretation. Maybe I don’t WANT a flicker of insight.
Maybe I want a burning bush! Maybe I want a rainbow. Or a pillar of fire.
Or a voice speaking my name. Clearly. Sounding something like James Earl Jones.
Is it wrong to want a SIGN? I mean, if God can do anything, why not give me some marching orders?
Hmm. Maybe God has no further information to impart at this time.
Maybe God just wants me to keep marching. Could be.
Or maybe God figures I’ve learned enough stuff to figure it out on my own.
I do have the Bible, as do you. Definitely some good stuff in there. And my church talks about faith and grace a lot. I have lots of God-given resources to help me find my way.
And when I look back at my life I can see how God’s been there for me, time after time.
Subtly, most of the time. But there.
You know, as I think about it, there is a difference between being subtle and being silent…
And God hasn’t been silent.
I may want a billboard with instructions on it, but God prefers whispers and flickers most of the time.
I get that. And, honestly, most of the time I guess I prefer that.
There’s something marvelous about a God that gently guides,
as opposed to one that hollers
“Do this. Don’t Do That”.
Have a Great week,