Have you ever been walking along and through some unfortunate turn of events you find yourself flat on the ground. Maybe you slipped on some ice. Maybe you tripped. Whatever happened…
…there you are…
This doesn’t happen often; at least I hope it doesn’t. When it does, often our mind scrambles for answer, “How did this happen?” Even if we know, we ask.
Sometimes it is less sudden. Sometimes it is sickness and we lie there, in bed, longing for a time when we felt better.
Sometimes we can get up…sometimes we it takes time…sometimes we can’t get up without help…and sometimes…we can’t get up at all.
I think in the spiritual sense, I have been sideways recently. I can’t really figure out what happened, or how, but I feel like I have found myself on my back and wondering what happened. Much like a person who has suddenly fallen and lies there grasping for an answer, I felt that spiritually. Wind knocked out of me, I just kind of lay there taking in this new perspective of what I am seeing and wondering how did this change. Instead of a path in front of me, I see the sun breaking through the trees. For a moment, it feels almost paralyzing.
I know I should get up, but think I just kept laying there for a bit trying to get my bearings.
Since I am the type of person that likes to figure things out on my own, try as I might, I have found that I can’t get up on my own every time. I need some help. I need to get on my feet. I have my part to play, but that doesn’t mean I can do it alone every time.
I don’t like that…
I had a little help this week with some perspective straightening enlightenment from some well spoken gentlemen. I kind of feel like they sat me up, and maybe even stood me back on my feet. However, as my line of sight has changed back from the sky breaking through the trees to the path in front of me. I have realized that I need help. I can’t do this on my own.
Even relying on myself alone to walk with God is something I know I need help with…I can’t do it alone.
For me to be the man I know I am to become I must desperately depend on God.
For me to be the man I know I am to become I must have others who believe in God’s plan for my life to pray with me for clarity and discernment as I walk this path. When I fall, they help me up, in fact they pray with me for clarity so that I may not fall in the first place.
I don’t like being sideways. Sprawled out on my back and wondering what happened? What went wrong? I don’t want to be there, and mostly, I don’t want to stay there.
How are you? Are you sideways? Maybe something knocked you down, or you slipped. How long have you been there? Figuratively speaking, reach your hand out for some help. Ask for prayer believing that things can and will change. Don’t stay sideways. It isn’t how we were designed to be.