...Nothing to Fear... pt.4

      Weimar? California no less? Beyond that, me? Why me? My thoughts swirled and whirled back and forth. The more I thought and prayed, the more sense it made. Still, to my limited mind, this was wacky.

      If the Creator of the universe asked us to do only that which we understood, how would faith grow? Noah was asked to build an ark when rain had never fallen. Abraham was asked to move without the knowledge of where he was going. Then he was asked to sacrifice the most treasured of blessings heaven had bestowed. In eternity we can ask them if they understood. But I don’t think we have to. Humanity simply does not comprehend Infinity. 

      My devotions were taking turns that constantly pointed me toward Weimar. I was not attempting to turn the course of my study, it “just happened.” My parents, and those few who I told about the opening, were decidedly favorable. I didn’t expect that. 

      The way I looked at it, God had given confirmation through His word, through providential leadings, through counselors, through His still small voice… Comfort zone or no, I knew I had to go.

      The thought of traveling took on a different dimension when I considered that it would be alone. Comfort zone? Not here. This was new territory. Real new.

      It was not without butterflies that I stepped out of our truck, alone. It seemed incomprehensible that I had set about to do what I aimed to do. Alone to go where I had never been, to meet people I had never met, to do oodles of things I had never done in my life. But my merciful Savior had placed a particular promise in my path. “When thou goest, thy steps shall not be straightened; and when thou runnest, thou shalt not stumble.” Proverbs 4:12. That verse was like a word straight to my soul. When I go, not if- I’m going, when I go, my steps shall not be hindered. My steps shall not be straightened, my steps shall not be straightened… the words came to me over and over again when timidity and my natural personality threatened to plunge me under waves of fear. When thou goest, thy steps shall. not. be. straightened.