It’s fear inducing. They don’t even look; road construction workers just saunter out into traffic blindly trusting distracted drivers to swerve or slow down…or something. Their willingness to “step out in faith” is enviable. That’s what I want to do that when God says, “go”.
It’s fascinating. Men in flimsy yellow vests stand in the middle of the road, in front of battering rams going 60 mph. They trust a sign the size of a large dinner plate to shield them from the assault. I want to respond like that when God says, “do”.
It’s faith. They eat lunch perched on the guardrails – ignoring the fact: there is a reason to have guardrail there. Their break is taken three feet from speeding deadly weapons on one side and three feet from a cliff on the other. But when God says, “rest” that is how I want to do it, in faith..
FAITH to GO
Come with me as we grow in fellowship with each other and our Savior to whom belongs the Amazing Escape from sin and death and the Amazing Journey into glorious life.