“Inhale confidence, exhale doubt; inhale confidence, exhale fear.”
As I am thinking to myself, I hear my three-year-old’s feet scamper down the long hallway towards our room. He sneaks into our bed and places his head against mine, and it makes me think of how God invites is in. Invites us to be held.
I hear him start to suck his thumb and as I gently pull it out of his mouth, he sighs and goes back to sleep. Gentle correction, great love.
To receive God’s great love, I must choose to breathe it in. I must choose to take the steps down what may seem at times to be a long, dark hallway.
To receive God’s great love, I must allow myself to be held close. I must allow myself to be gently corrected.
Inhale confidence, exhale doubt.
Inhale the truth of His faithfulness to me, exhale fear.
God has good things ahead. I will look for them and choose to open my heart and shift my gaze in order to see them. It’s a choice to enter in, to walk in belief in the things I may not be able to see just yet. I can choose to push away from God and proceed through the day headstrong. I can choose my own path, refuse to be held, push away when God pulls me close. I can choose to refuse and ignore the correction.
Entering into an interactive life with God is a choice.
I will choose to allow myself to enter in. At first, it’s a conscious effort to look for my God, to fight to keep my heart open; after a time the choice becomes more effortless. Choosing where to place my gaze, my hope, and my trust.
Enter in. Receive His great love.
This is the free life. This is the life I never knew I always wanted.
