Not too long ago I thought I was on a road, a path, that God had for me. I didn’t expect it to be easy. Then one day, the road came to a dead end at the edge of a forest. In front of me were massive trees, too numerous to count. As I look at them I try to see where the opening is, the forest is so thick and filled with trees, plants, and bushes that there doesn’t appear to be an opening. My eyes move back and forth in an attempt to find one opening; an opening that would be the way in which God wants me to go.
Occasionally there’s a glimmer, so I attempt to take one step, but then another dead end. To the right I see another glimmer, I move that way only to be stopped again by thick bushes. As night falls I ask, O Lord, please let me see the tree thru this forest. The tree is on the path on which I am to go. If I’m moving I’ll feel secure, feel like I’m doing something, going somewhere, making progress. But, as I sit my mind tells me: you’re stuck, it’s hopeless, reflect on your life to see where you took a wrong turn. As night falls, the darkness feeds the fear by wrapping a dark, thick, cold blanket around me.
But, as I look up into the night sky I see the stars – too numerous to count. The sparkle and brilliance of white that glows around each one. It is then as I sit in front of the forest, wrapped in the blanket of night, my God whispers to my soul, “In spite of the dead end, I am still in control, and have everything all worked out (Ro. 8:28). In spite of the unknown that lies before you, I still know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you, plans for a hope, and a future (Jer. 29:11). In spite of storms that life has brought and will bring, it is the wind and waves that obey me (Mk. 4:41).” And at that, I embrace the night’s blanket until my God opens my path in the forest, and I become what He has planned for me.