God is not always “logical”. At least not in the way we know and understand logic. The Bible tells us that His ways are not our ways and His thoughts are not our thoughts. What we may perceive as the logical next step, may in fact lead us down the wrong path. Logic puts God in a box. And who wants a God that can be restricted? Whether it’s small decisions, like the way we travel to work….or big decisions like job offers, they all deserve a conversation with God. And a heart sensitive enough to hear when He speaks.
Too often we make decisions after consulting our friends and family, google…I’ve even consulted food: If the bacon fries evenly then I should not go to work. But if the oreo twists open perfectly then I should buy the shoes. How often do we talk to God? The Bible tells us talk to Him. About everything. He should be our first conversation…not a haphazard “oh yeah…by the way…what should I do?”
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path…Proverbs 3:5-6
When we talk to Him about things that are weighing on us, decisions we need to make, what to do next, He hears us. And, when it’s time, He tells us which way to go. Acknowledging God in everything requires submission and obedience. Waiting on His answers requires patience and faith. But the reward is steady feet. If your walk has ever been unstable, you know why this is important. I can strut with confidence when I know God is orchestrating my moves, and I’m smart enough to let Him.
There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.
The word “death” referenced in the scripture doesn’t necessarily mean physical death. It can also mean separation from God. In the spirit of transparency I will tell you, sis, I made two very logical decisions, that led to two different types of hell in my life. I suffered. Exponentially. I did not consult God. Instead I let emotion, one time fear, another anger, logically choose my next move. And I was left spiritually dead. How I wish I could go back to my 21 year old self, or my 32 year old self, grab that gorgeous chick by her shoulders and shake her till she understood…. Oh the mess, the heartache I could have avoided. Thank God He restores!
Pray for a heart that can discern God. A heart that can hear when He speaks. Pray for a heart that acknowledges Him, wholeheartedly. A heart bold enough to obey, even when we don’t like the directions.
Don’t just appear right. Talk to God, Listen to God and be right….