I’ve always thought taking “bold steps of faith” meant just that…taking bold steps of faith.
To follow God must mean to say yes to tough things. It must mean to believe He is bigger than the things in front of me.
Surely following God can’t mean saying no.
But sometimes it does.
Maybe following Christ, maybe taking bold steps of faith really means death. Maybe it means crucifying my desires to accept His.
Isn’t that what Christ did? He didn’t resurrect until after He was crucified. He died first.
I don’t want to do that. I want to say yes to the big things of God. I don’t want to say no. I don’t want to die to myself; to the bold steps of faith I want to take.
But maybe that’s where He wants me. I know that’s where He wants me. Willing to say yes. But also willing to say no.
An open heart that says “Okay, God. Whether it’s a step I should take. Or a door I should close. Here I am. I crucify my plans at the foot of your cross. I take Your yoke upon myself. You said, ‘Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light’. (Matthew 11:28.30). So here I am. Asking for your yoke. Taking it. And learning, very slowly learning, that Your ‘yoke is easy and Your burden is light’.”
Maybe sometimes taking a step of faith means not taking a step at all.