This isn’t the first time God has asked me to do something a little crazy.
There was the time He asked me to give up my idyllic life in suburbia to move to NYC… Twice. There was the time my marriage imploded and God asked me to stay with husband, and another time, when God prompted me to give – literally every cent I had – to the church. Possibly even crazier, is that God had asked me to write through it all on this blog!
In the last three years, I have written through the darkest days of depression, and when divorce seemed inevitable. I’ve lost a baby on this blog, and have written about my tumultuous relationship with my father. I’ve even written extensively about porn! (joy.)
But now, God is asking me to do something that challenges me even further, and to my very core:
….To write a blog post every week for a year.
What’s the big deal writing every week, you ask? To be honest, I kind of thought I was done writing. That it was a box I could check off and move on with my life. Maybe even, deep down a part of me hoped that was the case. But God, like God so often does, had other plans.
I don’t know what God has been pressing you to do in the coming year, what He is challenging you to take up, or to (finally) release from your grasp. Here’s what I know: God can ask us to do some outlandishly random things, can He not? The question is, will we – even against our better judgment – listen?
In Luke 5 we see Jesus arrive on the scene of a group of fisherman scrubbing down their boat after a long, unsuccessful night of fishing. And what does Jesus do? Duh, He invites Simon Peter to go fishing.
Understand, that what Jesus was asking Simon to do went against all human logic. Afterall, Simon had finished fishing for the night and hadn’t caught a thing! It would never work.
Pause. What is it that God is asking you to do today that is inconvenient? Inconceivable, even. Like Simon, what deep water is He asking you to travel? What seemingly unsuccessful thing is God asking you to revisit?
More than that, what’s been your excuse for not doing it?
I don’t know about you, but I have some pretty good excuses for not doing what God has asked me to do; First and foremost being, I don’t even like writing. So yeah, there’s that.
Secondly, I regularly and unintentionally ENRAGE large masses of people when I write — family members, Facebook friends, and on especially bad days, whole parts of the North American continent. (I truly wish that was an exaggeration.)
And if that’s not already enough, I’m about to enter, no doubt, the most uncertain year of my life to date! And the only thing worse than embarking on a terribly uncertain season of your life, is inviting everyone to have front-row seats to watch said: terribly uncertain season of your life.
So, yeah, God… about that…. it’ll never work.
But in Luke 5:5, Simon Peter says something surprising in spite of all the valid excuses he could make — It’s the same words I have finally thrown up my hands in surrender and exclaimed to God this week, and amid the coming year (they could be the very same words God wants you to give in and say as well)
“If you say so, God… I’ll let down the nets.”
If you say so, God… I’ll write every week for a year.
If you say so, God… I will travel uncharted waters, throw logic to the wind, and do exactly what You asked, in spite of all the valid excuses I could make.
In Luke 5 it says, “It was no sooner said than done — a huge haul of fish, straining the nets past capacity. They waved to their partners in the other boat to come help them. They filled both boats, nearly swamping them with the catch.”
Had Simon not given in to God, he would have never seen the miraculous things God could do with his willingness. And the same could be said of us.
On the other side of our simple, seemingly senseless obedience, God wants us to stand in awe of what He could do through us, if only we would try. What God could do if only we’d step into the raging unknown, past our capabilities and logic, and get on board with where Jesus is taking us and who He wants us to be.
God has so much He wants to show us, so many miracles ready to be unleashed if only we’d stop making excuses, and instead, utter these five words through the depths of our fear: If you say so, God…
— no matter how inconvenient, and no matter how inconceivable what He is asking us to do!
And that’s exactly what I did this week.
What am I going to write for the next year? I have no idea, and to be honest that scares me. Even scarier, I have no idea what my life is going to look like in the next two weeks, let alone the next year!
But here’s what I know for a fact: writing every week means I can’t hide behind eloquent, edited-to-death blog posts, or perfectly alliterated (and punctuated) sticky statements. Frankly, I don’t have the skill (or the time) for that. On the contrary, writing every week will be messy, raw and unedited… because let’s be honest, my emotions every week are messy, raw and unedited. Faithless, even.
And yet, even still, I’m giving in to God…
and I’m inviting you, my readers, to come along and see.
Gulp. See you in a week, friends.
// 52 weeks, 51 more to go. //