This place is a different place for me … living out on the edge with nothing to catch me but Jesus. Like Peter, I jumped out of the boat feet first and said, “I am going to walk with you Jesus.” I am choosing to do something that, for me, is hugely stretching and way out of my comfort zone. I know in my heart that God is faithful. I know that He promises that the birds and flowers won’t starve, so how much more He is going to take care of me. But being in this place is still not easy. I have $200 in the bank and every bill is about ready to come due in the next week. God is blessing the business with work (Thank you Lord!) but the payments are not here yet. So times are lean. The temptation is to start doing what I always do � trying to make things happen on my own. I am good at that. But I know that God has not called me to walk in the flesh, but to walk in faith by His spirit. I need to die to my inclinations and desires to do it my way. And that is not easy. Yet I know that is exactly what He desires of me. So I am out on the water � eyes firmly locked on His � the focus of my affection and direction is Him alone. He will be faithful, of that much I am certain.
