The Battle Arena

Yesterday I stepped out of the boat to walk on to the stormy water. I was offcially laid off from my job and had left its security so instead of going to work I was still at home. I've heard the voice of Jesus calling for me to step out and trust him but the occasional high wave, swirling wind, and pelting rain seem to bring up my primal fear. Even though my job was not what I wanted to do or was the place I deemed my calling, it still brought security - or so it seemed. Now, I don't have a job and I'm 55 years old. I've talked about trust to many people and have even preached on it many times but to step out and be in the midst of the trust is another ball game altogether. Theodore Roosevelt said the credit for real trust and courage is not for the sideline commentator but for "the man who is actually in the arena". I have officially entered the battle arena of faith, hope, and trust. This is the stadium where God reveals Himself the most. My struggle between fear and faith comes down to this - can I trust Him with my uncertain future? Let the battle begin...