Have you ever been in a situation where you knew God was calling you out of the security and comfort zone to something huge—and unknown?
This question has been stirring in my mind for a few days as I’ve pondered a move to New York City. I know that Gotham (as I like to call NYC) is the place where the Spirit is calling me.
But I have a fairly stable position in a youth ministry in a city where the weather is nice year around. But Bryan Jarrett, pastor of Sasche Assembly of God in North Texas, made a great comment during a sermon a few weeks ago:
“Security can become a prison.”
God has given me the key to that prison: change.
I could resist and stay put in the security of my current position where I know what to do and what to expect every single day. I know how to deal with the youth and what Bible verse to quote during the Bible study.
Frankly, I feel like I’m jumping off the edge of the earth but I can’t do anything but that. I’m packing even now. I’m shipping my things back to New York (I actually have a good friend there who stores my possessions for me) and waiting…and waiting…waiting…and waiting.
Is the strain of waiting on God worth it?
I’m a born (calculated) risk taker and I’d rather take a chance than to live my life under the specter of regret and “wish-I-could-have.”
So what else am I to do except…well…
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