“Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” -Andre Gide
I can’t tell you much about Andre Gide, but I can tell you he was on to something with that quote.
Sometimes the hardest thing to do is take on change. Change is, well, changing. It’s leaving what we know and have grown comfortable with, and taking on something with an uncertain ending.
It’s risky and scary. Sad even, because it often requires a “goodbye.”
I have found that I can be most held back in life by my aversion to change. I love consistency. I love routine and I love things that are dependable. By nature, I think I fall short of courage.
Courage requires me to be brave; to gamble with failure. And this Tiny Fisch…well, she’s not a big fan of failure.
But failure, I think, is sometimes the act of not trying; not trusting enough to step out and release control, even if we stumble in the process.
God is teaching me this. He is making me brave; giving me courage to trust Him enough to give up what He may ask me to surrender. He is building my foundation of faithfulness…so that when the times comes for Him to say, “go”, I’ll go.
And if I go, I know that no matter how different life may appear, I will never regret leaving the shore. Because His path always leads to the right destination. I will never have to wonder if I took the wrong turn. (And boy is that a relief…because Tiny Fisch ain’t got no sense of direction).
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity.” Jeremiah 29:11-14