Just do something, I whispered to myself. Anything. It doesn’t matter what it is, just do something. I should have been getting out of bed that morning, but instead I sat on the edge, paralyzed.
I felt both hopeless and helpless. Hard stories can do that to us all. I knew God was ultimately in control, but when it came to the small decisions I still had to make in each day, I was frozen. The realization that I was living with a story I could not change trickled down to the everyday choices I faced. I couldn’t decide what clothes to wear or what to eat for breakfast. Should I go the park for a walk or maybe just the neighborhood streets? Did any of it matter or was I expected to just blindly move through the numbing reality?
God whispered an answer that pulled me out of my crippled state of mind: baby steps.
We can take baby steps. We don’t have to figure out the next week, the next year, or even the next few days, but we can take baby steps.
And those baby steps give us the courage to take action on the pieces of our story we can change as we wait for God to move expectantly on the things we can’t.
from Week 3 of Renewed: Finding Hope When You Don't Like Your Story, my four-week Bible study on Ruth. Explore the study at the link in my bio.
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