Do you ever ask for a sign?

Do you get stuck and need some help making a decision so you look up into the heavens with wide, desperate eyes and plead for some sort of amazing and obvious sign so you can make your choice and continue on your way, sure and confident, on your path?

I’ve have plenty of those moments and those signs have come in many different forms.

I’ve had decisions to make about whether or not to go back to school, what courses to take, what career path to follow…or not follow.

I’ve had to decide if it was right to leave University for a while and pursue something else, explore, find out what I didn’t want to do.

I’ve had to choose whether to move back home, or move in with a friend, or which new home to settle in to.

I’ve had decisions come up regarding how to deal with issues in relationships, friendships, and co-workers.

Many large and small life decisions have found me asking for a sign, something visible, to help me on my way.

If you don’t know me very well, you may not know that I have a strong belief in God and I am always striving to have a better relationship with Him.

I’ve asked Him for signs—for lightning, for rocks to move, and the sky to split. I’ve asked for clear direction and a blatantly obvious reveal to whatever choice had me stuck.

But I’ve found that bargaining with God doesn’t work.

He works in His own time, not ours.

Though possible, He rarely works in grand, Yes or No, This Way or That Way, signs.

Most of the time, if you seek out His advice, His counsel, His directions, He does answer, but maybe not in the way you’d expect.

I’ve heard His voice, a quiet, gentle reminder nudging me in the way I knew I should go, or the action I should take that best represents how He would have us treat each other.

I’ve had larger, more obvious doors close or open that helped me make a major decision or set me on a different course than I’d previously mapped out.

Yet, if I didn’t hear from Him, I still found a peace in knowing that if I trust Him and still fall, or stumble, or make a bad choice, He will be there to help me try again.

Signs can come in many forms.

A whisper.
A timely phone call or text.
A conviction of conscience.
A reminder from past decisions made.

I’ve learned how to listen for those small signs, though sometimes life can be too loud to hear them clearly.

I’m not usually gushy about my faith but some days I feel it’s important to share how I’m feeling.

The passage below has been an important read for me today, a reminder not to bargain but to ask and trust God for what you need.

I hope that perhaps reading this today finds you in a place where you can seek out the answers you’ve been struggling with.

Don’t bargain with God. Be direct. Ask for what you need. This isn’t a cat-and-mouse, hide-and-seek game we’re in. If your child asks for bread, do you trick him with sawdust? If he asks for fish, do you scare him with a live snake on his plate? As bad as you are, you wouldn’t think of such a thing. You’re at least decent to your own children. So don’t you think the God who conceived you in love will be even better?

Matthew 7:7-12 The Message



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