Today I walked towards the stairs and stopped abruptly–this resulted in Houston running into me. He follows me SO CLOSELY–it’s hilariously cute. He doesn’t even care where we’re going. Whether I’m going to the kitchen, my bedroom, the living room, or the bathroom, he’s right on my heels. And I often find him running into me.
Wow–what a cool concept to think about following Jesus that closely. I get so caught up in where we’re headed or where we just left and why are we going here or why didn’t we stay there? But what if I could just enjoy the journey–find joy in following Jesus. Find joy in running after Him, trusting that His presence is more important than any destination. Trust that if He led me away from something, it’s for my good. Trust that if He’s leading me to something new, it’s for my good.
Trust that the worst case scenario of running hard after Jesus is running into Him…and that’s actually also the best case scenario.
God’s grace in my life today:
I’m so grateful for this season of rest…time to just be still, to reflect, to dream.