be still and know

It's ok - I've not dropped off a cliff in my wanderings

I've never been one to sit still and I discovered, at a fairly early age, that I am happy to speak whether or not I have anything to say. With that in mind the last couple of weeks have involved practicing two of the hardest things to do.


God has been very clear. Sometimes I need to

be still and know

There's plenty afoot and there is definitely much to say - but that will follow.

you can trust me, I know what I'm doing

I've been thinking about sharing the gospel.


That no matter what I say there needs to be some response in the person with whom I'm sharing it.


That ultimately it requires a step of faith from them.


That, despite all the jigsaw pieces fitting together for me, they might just not get the picture.


In the same thoughts I consider the guys I take climbing.


They see what I'm carrying up the hill to the crag: some bits of metal, a few ropes, other odds and ends. They see me approach the top, do something which makes it look like I know what I'm doing then, no questions asked, have a go. They haven't seen what I've done and, even if they did, would they know what they were looking at? Yet the result is the same. More often than not they succeed in climbing higher/harder than they originally believed they could. We come home with smiles on our faces and stories of our adventures. All it took was for me to act confidently and reassure them about their own abilities. I don't actually do anything. It's all them.

What's so different about the God stuff then?

And that's where the thoughts continue.

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